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(just another oldie – revised)





Her roots are caught

in rock-bound earth

but her dreams coil up

the weathered trunk

of an old elm tree.


yet higher

they weave through branches

seeking the sun

till finally one dawn

they burst from containment

calling the name

of a lover in flight

on the edges

of all that could be.


(c) 1996, 2014  Betty Hayes Albright


(image from free clip art file)


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In her long climb

she stumbles on memories,

sends them clattering

to the ravine.

She slips on illusions

melting and dripping

like tiny prisms

in need of a light.

But on the sixth day

her true match is struck

and she finally sees:

nothing in heaven is moot.


(c) 1995, 2012  Betty Hayes Albright

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He threw his clock

into the sea,

tossed the years

into the fire,

trod the foothills

higher still than yesterday.

Beyond the summits

of tomorrow

rising past the craters

of his grief

he danced and fell

and danced some more –

he  laughed and wept

and laughed again.

And that’s when lightning struck.

With open eyes

and flashing needles

all his poems

were loving-sewn

into the walls

of evermore

and Cosmos was complete.


(c) 2011 Betty Hayes Albright

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How hard it is to see

the highest mountain for the trees

until we hear the ancient knock

of thunder sky and molten rock.

We tear away the mossy veil

that had long concealed the trail

just to find the climb is steepest

where the waterfall is deepest

and it seems we’re almost there

when we breathe the rarest air

beyond the earth, into the sun

where we learn we’ve just begun.


(c) 1994, 2012  Betty Hayes Albright

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