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Brine

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So soon, again

they come this way –

long shadows

in the meadow play

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between the leaves

turned red and gold

where faeries

of the frost behold

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a disappearance

of the bees,

the fogging

in a stand of trees,

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the seasoning

of twig and vine

as Fall adds nutmeg

to the brine.

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©  2019  Betty Hayes Albright 

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Feral

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She puts food

outside her door

for the cats

and raccoons

and the Scrub Jays –

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and for all

who leave soft

wild footprints

in the frost.

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(c) 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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Squirrel finds apple,

spins it like corn on the cob —

leaves the core for me.

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(c) 2012, 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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(re-post from 2012, revised)

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Photo from Bing – creative commons site, “unknown author”.

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Where’s your dance, old tree?

The wind plays –

let’s see you sway,

I long to hear

your rustling green.

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Did Autumn tighten up

your knots

and sap your limbs

too soon?

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It seems that Pan

has left you,

tail tucked between his legs

when he saw the horizon

turning black

instead of blue.

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And now I too must hurry off

to find my cave and pray

that dawn

will wring out the mourning

and wash the ash away.

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(c) 1980, 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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This is an old one, revised. It was originally written in 1980, two months before Mount St. Helens erupted a hundred miles away from us. (A dear friend of mine died in the eruption, along with her husband and two children.)  I always assumed the poem was a premonition of that tragic event, but it seems to also fit in with current events on this dear old planet of ours.  (The original version was posted here in 2014.)

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P.S. Once again I’m behind reading blogs. Will hopefully catch up with you all soon!

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My lungs are on fire,

my breath is smoke.

Help me, please help me!

I can see it falling —

the last straw.

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(c)  2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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As most of us know, the Amazon Rain Forest (often referred to as “the lungs of the earth”) is on fire. This great forest provides 1/5th of the earth’s oxygen – every 5th breath we take.  So far, the fires are out of control. I heard on the news that millions of animal species have perished. We need more than thoughts and prayers on this one….

 

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Courting honeybees —

blossoms consummate the past

their future assured.

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(c) 2019 Betty Hayes Albright

(From a scribble written in 1998 – rewritten into a Senryu.)

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Photo taken in 2011, on our deck.

 

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Middle of August

some flowers begin to fade.

Glad is tickled pink.

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© 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

(Photo taken a few days ago, in our front yard.)

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Quick note:  Yesterday was my 8th anniversary here on WordPress! I’m thankful to have met so many wonderful, kind, gifted writers here over the years. Many of you have become dear friends. 

Thank you to everyone for your support and encouragement, and thanks also to those of you who have bought my book “Skipping Stones” this last year!  That has meant a lot to me!  (Shameless plug:  it’s still available. 😁😁  )

With love and gratitude,

Betty  ❤❤

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