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red love heart christmas

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When we hurt,

grief wants nothing more

than to light a candle

and sit with us

in our keening.

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If we look it in the eye

we’ll see

its soft depth

as it holds us tenderly

to the flame.

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And when we’re ready

we’ll hold it in return

and watch the spiral

of warm smoke

rise to the sky.

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© 2018  Betty Hayes Albright 

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(a Mayberrie poem)

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Once a week

she braves the village,

trades her woven scarves

for bread and cheese,

and candle sticks.

She offers just a veiled smile

and searches every face;

she dare not speak

of things she shouldn’t know.

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At dusk she climbs the deer path

to her cottage on the hill

and there she lights one candle stick.

As wisps of smoke slide up the wall

like lovers twined

she gazes at the flame and sees

battle-weary men at rest

tending to their fire;

and there!

in the shadowed edge

a single silhouette.

He turns her way

as though he feels her near.

 

She reaches through

the waxen light

and hangs her heart

around his neck,

then throwing kisses

to the night

she banks the fire

in his eyes

and blows the candle out.

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©  2012, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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(A re-post, revised)

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(A re-post from 2 years ago)

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She goes not lightly

to that place,

a candle (eine Kerze)

Image via Wikipedia

not without a candle

does she climb

to where he waits

in ancient cave.

He wears no mask,

just polished sight

as he tools words

on skins of truth

then tender-lights

her candle

in his fire.

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(c) 1995, 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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I light a candle.

Where its glow meets your silence

you return to me.

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(c) 2013 Betty Hayes Albright

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She goes not lightly

to that place,

a candle (eine Kerze)

Image via Wikipedia

not without a candle

does she climb

to where he waits

in an ancient cave.

He wears no mask,

just polished sight

as he tools his words

on skins of truth

then tender-lights

her candle

in his fire.

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(c) 1995, 2012  Betty Hayes Albright

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