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She likes feathers –

leaves of lace,

wings in willows

kissed with grace,

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trails of moonlight,

velvet strings,

dew-lit grass

and faerie rings.

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She likes watercolors

in the trees

and lichen stirring

in the breeze

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and mossy fractals

around lagoons

and gossamer tendrils

in founts and plumes.

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She likes sea spray

on crystal clear

and Agape in

the atmosphere

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and deep behind

a filigree shawl

undulations

on the wall.

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She likes feathers,

leaves of grace,

time on the wing,

a kiss on the face

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and ribbons dangling

from the mirror

and sweet suggestions

in her ear.

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© 2021  Betty Hayes Albright

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Splash

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In the middle

of the bridge, I’ll stop

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and drop my secrets down

to the fast-flowing waters

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where they’ll agitate confession

howling over the falls

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to evaporate a rainbow

in that splash where every river

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meets its absolution

in the sea.

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(c) 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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Each moment comes

a clean slate.

We write on it

with ink that burns us,

weep on it

with tears that boil,

toss it on a hickory stove

smearing ash

on pristine snow

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but every second

rights itself

into a guiltless fire

that flares into

a longing grace

erasing clean

the errant flare

as we learn

to temper self

and kindle our own glow.

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©  2012, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post, revised)

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Bare trees veiled in grace

raise cold branches in deep fog

certain of the sun.

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(c)  2015  Betty Hayes Albright

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(photos taken January 2015)

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Tiny white flowers

hanging from a spider plant

join the web of life.

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(c) 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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Grace – 2011 posting

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She stifled her passion

with a bone cork

and Earth became

a rocking jug

with aching sides

and tears

that leaked through cracks

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and there was naught

but a dry, brown light

across the sky.

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And when the gods looked down

they cursed

and pulled out the plug

grinding it to dust

with their fists.

 

Earth trembled and roared

in a great awakening

of heat and light

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and in her heart

there rose

an endless rainbow fount

of love undamned.

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(c)  1995, 2019  Betty Hayes Albright

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