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Birch trees catch our eye
deep in the trough of winter
white bark withstanding.
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© 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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Partial of an original watercolor by my grandmother,
Lilly Bjornstad when she was about 100. (She lived to 108.)
Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged birch trees, endurance, haiku, nature, poem, Poetry, Trees, winter on February 13, 2014| 11 Comments »
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Birch trees catch our eye
deep in the trough of winter
white bark withstanding.
.
© 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Partial of an original watercolor by my grandmother,
Lilly Bjornstad when she was about 100. (She lived to 108.)
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged Deep Water, endurance, forever, Heart strings, Love, poem, Poetry on October 1, 2013| 15 Comments »
(an older one from 1996)
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Heart strings can stretch
across great distance
but some, like rubber
come stinging back.
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Some are of glass
blown lovingly
from a piper’s lips
but they break under stress.
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Others are fire,
smoky and hot
but snuffed out in a hiss
when it rains.
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Some are braided with silk
and rich in hue
but alas, they shrink
in the heat.
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And then there are strings
from a poet’s heart spun
made of light
at the speed of forever.
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(c) 1996 Betty Hayes Albright