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Shadows grow hungry

the sky is in knots,

apples are mellow

the faeries draw lots,

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rabbits have vanished

from safe hiding spots,

hawk flies in circles

connecting the dots.

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© 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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Pause

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It all begins to crinkle,

the leaves, the sky

the boundaries of our vision.

Green ruffles turn to gold,

romaine edges of a dream

that curls and wrinkles

in the sun’s retreat.

Our shadows too turn ragged,

we feel them

stretch

and fold

their origami corners

that we too may slumber

in the pause

between now and again.

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(c) 2000, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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Fall whistles through the trees,

branches sway half bare of leaves,

come hither dances in the breeze,

don’t stop, take it all off please!

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(c) 2013, 2016  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post)

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image: http://eredel.deviantart.com/

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Earth Tones

Legion Park flowers

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Summer loses its neon edge,

turns more to the gentle shades

of terracotta, celadon green,

and lavender gone to seed.

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Gaia takes a weary breath,

gathers her spent offspring

into a hushed circle.

There she tells them stories

of blithering winds 

and biting snow,

and cold, cold, cold.

You must rest, she says.

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Oh no, not yet, they beg her,

pointing to a shrinking

ray of sun.

And over on the hillock

there is one more splash of pink.

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Gaia smiles and nods her head.

There will be time enough

for them to sleep.

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©  2016  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Photo taken last week in nearby park.)

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Without all their leaves

did the trees lose their beauty

or was it revealed?

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(c) 2014  Betty Hayes Albright

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(photo from morguefile.com)

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Hoping to catch up with everyone soon!

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for Dad  (1915 – 1997)

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It’s a long, silent fall

into the days where Dad

is spoken in past tense.

He was tall

like autumn shadows –

he made us laugh

like the dancing, crackled leaves

around our feet.

And he would fast remind us

that trees return

to green

in this orbit’s gentle whirling

when spring gives back again.

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(C) 1997, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

 

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 The air is spinning!

Squadrons of maple-copters

take the fertile earth.

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(c) 2014  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Image from morguephoto.com – free photos.)

 

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‘Tis fall, indeed!

I love when flowers

go to seed

and chickadees

come to feed

and there’s no need

to deadhead,

nor to weed.

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© 2012, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright 

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A re-post – just an artless little ditty from Gramma Krackers.  (My alter ego).

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Shadows grow hungry,

the sky is in knots,

apples are mellow –

the faeries draw lots,

.

rabbits have vanished

from safe hiding spots,

hawk flies in circles

connecting the dots.

.

.

© 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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Read Full Post »

Autumn_Leaves_by_Eredel

eredel.deviantart.com

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Fall whistles through the trees,

branches sway half bare of leaves,

come hither dances in the breeze,

don’t stop, take it all off please!

.

(c) 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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image: http://eredel.deviantart.com/

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