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beautiful blooming blossom botanical

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From a seed

dropped by a crow

at the bottom of a rockery

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it rises tall

and sturdy now

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with Fibonacci spirals

and a halo of gold.

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I wonder

if passersby see

the scintillating glow –

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or just a wistful shadow

nodding across their path.

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(c) 1999, 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Photo by Lukas, Pexels.com)

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Poem from 20 years ago, never published…. 

Still hoping to catch up with everyone soon!

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It’s almost too much –

the bee in the center of the rose,

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the hummer mating

with the hot pink flute of August,

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puffs of clover in the honey

tied up in a bow

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with golden mari

and the lion’s yellow dandi.

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Oh glorious!

I must sometimes turn away –

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no wonder that the fly

needs a thousand eyes.

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© 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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Photo taken in 2014, Edmonds, Washington

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Blackberry blossom

charming as a camellia

never mind the thorns.

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(c) 2015, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post – photo taken May 2015)

 

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She talks to trees

and birds,

to flowers, bees

and dragonflies.

They like to hear

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how beautiful they are

and then they whisper

their own story

and she listens

care fully.

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(c) 2013, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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.(revision of an older poem)

.Photo taken in 2010 with my old camera

 

 

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I’m a stranger to this land.

Pray, what are these graceful creatures

with plush yellow blossoms

waving lightly

in the early afternoon?

Such a lovely garden you have.

But why are you cutting them down?

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“They’re dandelions!”

you say with disgust.

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Puzzling,

I bid you farewell

and walk away

tripping on a tin can

in the street.

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(c) 1991, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post)

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White Night

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And there was such a midnight

when the air took on a glow

and the sky began to loosen

and the dark was lit by snow

and the woods were sooner filled

with a whispering gypsy light

that danced across my footprints,

then swaddled them in white.

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(c) 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post)

 

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(C) 2012 B. Albright

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Now is all we have.

Save it in a photograph

or engage the gods?

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(c) 2015  Betty Hayes Albright

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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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Photo: “Monarch In May” by Kenneth Dwain Harrelson

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(a children’s poem)

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Butterfly lands upon a mirror,

sees himself from front to rear,

hairy body, skinny legs,

“It seems I’m made of pegs and bags –

we butterflies are ugly things!”

Alas, he cannot see his wings,

how elegant he is from here

where we see him above the mirror –

so with his beauty still unknown

the monarch flies back to his throne.

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© 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

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(One more dandelion re-post, this one from 1982)

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And so we curse

this edible vision,

this crayon yellow

turned silver-spun filament!

Oh, grand survivor

of mower and spade,

of poison and time,

perhaps it’s our viewpoint

that needs weeding out.

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(c) 1982, 1994, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

(Photo taken a few years back)

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