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After the freeze
a silent sun
draws ice to vapor
skipping the melt
into water.
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Just the headlines
please.
I don’t watch
the news
anymore.
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© 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
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(just a scribble….)
Photo by David Dibert on Pexels.com
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Posts Tagged ‘frost’
Sublimation
Posted in just a scribble, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged frost, ice, just a scribble, news, poem, Poetry, silence, sublimation on October 28, 2019| 35 Comments »
Winter Still – 2014 posting
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged dreams, fog, frost, gardens, ice, poem, Poetry, seeds, sun, waiting for spring, winter on January 24, 2014| 22 Comments »
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Underneath the frost it turns
hidden in a fog it churns
winter snaps its coiled whip
cracks the ice but holds its grip.
It wraps the trees in shiver beads
chews on shadows, spits out seeds
gracing gardens flocked in sleep
waiting for that northward leap
of the wandering, prodigal sun.
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© 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Note: For others like me who didn’t realize there are both positive and negative meanings of prodigal, the intended definition in this poem is #3 in Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate Dictionary – “yielding abundantly”.)
Comet
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 1990's, tagged comet, frost, Love, poem, Poetry, returns, spirituality, Trees on December 9, 2011| 22 Comments »
The evening froze
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as if the comet
lost its tail.
I covered tiny trees
against the frost
and watched the light
spear through the sky.
Once in a lifetime
or a thousand years
it doesn’t matter –
I’ll know him when
he comes again.
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(c) 1996, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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