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Love can be

a thousand swifting years

spread out

like water colors

through the pastel pleating

of a weathered paper fan.

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Or love can be

that brief intense

lightning fanned

to consummation

by the hungry edges

of a thousand swifting dreams.

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When someday

they fold her up

and tuck her fast away

it’s that flash of light

she won’t forget.

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©  2013, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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He trekked north

with the vernal sun

carving his name

across her sky

so she would not forget.

And as he touched

those new frontiers

she wondered, had anyone

conquered her so?

When spring returns

will the sun reach as high,

or will it stop short

of her maiden arc

and will she hear wild geese cry?

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(c) 1996,  2017  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, 2015 Betty Hayes Albright

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She prayed to the gods,

let me make love

to the trees in your forest!

But they were silent.

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And so she implored them again,

let me couple with your creek

that sings through the valley!

Let me embrace your mountains

and mate with the sea!

But again the gods were silent.

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And again she cried out

with aching heart,

please grant me consummation

with the universe this night!

And once more the gods were silent.

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But this time

they sent to her a man

who had prayed the same.

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(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

 

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Sooner or later

Gaia has her way with us

all will be seduced.

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(c) 2014  Betty Hayes Albright

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(photo from July, 2011 – when my camera worked a lot better.)

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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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And she prayed to the heavens,

let me make love

to the trees in your forest!

But the gods were silent.

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And so she prayed again,

let me couple with the creek

that sings through your valley!

Let me embrace your mountains

and mate with the sea!

But again the gods were silent.

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And again she cried out

My lord! Grant me consummation

with the universe this night!

And once more the gods were silent.

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But this time

they sent to her

a man who prayed the same.

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(c) 1995, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

 

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