Posts Tagged ‘caprice’


Fifty doves

fly as one –

a hundred wings

on a string


like a cloud

caught by the sun

in a glint

and a flutter


before they all


to swerve in the curve

of caprice.



© 2020  Betty Hayes Albright 


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Capricious one

I often wonder

if in truth

our hearts grow fonder


longing for

the agate blue

of sky-reflecting

drops of dew,


of simple pleasures

on the skin

and tender truths

to wrap us in


fine threads of wisdom

knit with choices

weaving through

those distant voices


firing up

our tender hopes

while mating in



Then shall we

consummate the sun?

I wonder,

oh capricious one.



© 2019  Betty Hayes Albright



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