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(Old one from 1980)

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Calendar pages

flap in the breeze of the

minute hands

winding me up

till I sputter

when is it?

at one o’clocktwo

on SaturSunMonday

sunrising

to summerfall

bees buzzing

seconds

alarm in my ear

till it spins me

around

and all that’s

behind me

is everytime.

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(c) 1980, 2014  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Old one from high school, 1965)

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Eternity came to mock Time

one day

with her ageless face

and the sun in her eyes.

She laughed at the way

I danced to the ticking

of a mere clock

and she said in a voice

that rang out like moon-chimes:

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Come let me show you

the land of Right Now,

a place that is free

from the chains of your time.

It’s a world where light

shines out of Truth’s eye

and the smile on my face

will fill you with peace.

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I started to follow

but just then a whistle

made me turn back –

it was noon in the valley

and I would be late!

Turning to look

at her beauty once more

I found she had vanished

into Everywhere.

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(c) 1965, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

Pencil drawing (c) 1995, 2014

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They leak out

from the calendar –

seconds, minutes lost.

They steal away

into the fog

and freeze to winter’s frost.

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I close my eyes

and there’s an hour

missing from the day.

It turned into

a floppy kite

and spring blew it away.

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Dripping

through my fingers

another day has gone,

evaporated

yesterday

from summer’s placid pond.

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And soon a year

has fallen

bright confetti on the ground

and I wonder

if we’ll ever have

the time to just slow down.

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© 1992, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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(I can’t believe another 20 years has passed since writing that!)

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Calendar pages

flap in the breeze of the

minute hands

winding me up

till I sputter

when is it?

at one o’clocktwo

on SaturSunMonday

sunrising

to summerfall

bees buzzing

seconds

alarm in my ear

till it spins me

around

and all that’s

behind me

is everytime.

.

(c) 1980, 2014  Betty Hayes Albright

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Eternity

came mocking Time, one day

with her ageless face

and the sun in her eyes.

She laughed at the way

I danced to the ticking

of a mere clock,

and she said in a voice

that rang out like moon-chimes:

.

Come let me show you

the land of Right Now,

a place that is free

from the chains of your time.

It’s a world where light

shines out of Truth’s eye

and the smile on my face

will fill you with peace.

.

I started to follow

but just then a whistle

made me turn back –

it was noon in the valley

and I would be late!

Turning to look

at her beauty once more

I found she had vanished

into Everywhere.

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(c) 1965 , 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

(Prose version written in 1965… revised into poem 1969)

Original pencil drawing (c) 1995, 2014

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