Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged clean slate, fire, forgiveness, Grace, humanity, innocence, poem, Poetry, renewal, spirituality on January 26, 2018| 31 Comments »
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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)
Posted in Deep Water, Maeberie series, Poetry 1990's, tagged Deep Water, dream, eros, guiltless, innocence, Love, passion, poem, Poetry on March 30, 2014| 17 Comments »
If she held a beacon
tightly to her breast
it would not shadow her,
nor would her hands be stained
were she to touch
the Holy Grail.
Her veins would never tangle
should she frolic
with the gods
nor would she burn to ashes
running naked
through the fire.
She’d not be struck with blindness
nor would her conscience bleed
were she to waken Eros
from a dream.
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© 1995, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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