Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Uncategorized, tagged Christmas, holidays, light, Love, nature, poem, Poetry, snow, spirituality, Winter Solstice on December 20, 2021| 28 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.
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It wraps the trees in shiver beads,
chews on shadows, spits out seeds
to grace the gardens flocked in sleep
waiting for that northward leap
of the wandering,
prodigal sun.
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(c) Betty Hayes Albright 2014, 2021
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(Re-posted from 2017)
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Wishing everyone a Happy Winter’s Solstice — and may your holidays be filled with love, joy and peace!
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Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged candle, Christmas, holidays, light, poem, Poetry, snow, spirituality, sun, Winter Solstice on December 24, 2020| 27 Comments »
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O magic tilt of earth,
we sing and dance
in this new wash
of winter.
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Icy prisms
play the stars
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while we gather
reds and greens
to weave ourselves
a holy wreath
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as one tall candle
lights
the untouched snow.
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(c) 1992, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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(A re-post from 2011 — revised…)
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Wishing everyone a holiday season
filled with love, joy, peace and good health.
Merry Christmas!!
Posted in meditation, Poetry 1990's, tagged ice, light, meditation, poem, Poetry, snow, spirituality, sun, Winter Solstice on December 18, 2020| 19 Comments »
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This tall reach
of a winter’s day
scrapes silver dust
from a crumpled sky.
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I turn to face
a southern glow
with eyes upraised
and heart thrice full –
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O Sun, I’d woo thee
north again
to light this shadow land.
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(c) 1993, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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A re-post from 2014… (poem written in 1993).
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged light, Love, peace, poem, Poetry, seasons, winter, Winter Solstice on December 19, 2019| 31 Comments »
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Frosty colors
fall like snow
through trees —
precipitations of sun
filling the tangle
of briar and wood.
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A lone sprite sings
her winter song
as doves wing overhead,
their tail feathers spread
to polish the lens
of the sky.
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(c) 1996, 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
.(Re-posted from 2011, revised.)
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Happy Winter Solstice!! 🌲 🌞 🌲
(And to our friends south of the equator a Happy Summer Solstice! 😎 )
Wishing everyone a peaceful holiday season!
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged doors, evolution, hope, light, metaphysics, poem, Poetry, reality, spirituality, vision, walls on January 13, 2019| 35 Comments »
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The time arrives
when the walls come alive
and we see
between the molecules,
the shimmer and the might –
and every barricade
becomes a door.
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(c) 2002, 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Image from a copyright free site, in 2011.)
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After a little time off, I’m hoping to catch up with everyone soon!
My thoughts are with everyone who is affected by the U.S. government shutdown (directly or indirectly, as we all shall be soon). I’m very saddened by the direction our country has taken the last two years. This too shall pass – hopefully.
Posted in Poetry 1980's, tagged darkness, light, Love, nature, poem, Poetry, winter, Winter Solstice on December 29, 2018| 38 Comments »
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In the afternoon gloom
I know it will soon
be time to tread
the snowy path home
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where distant candles
light the way
to my fire, my books,
and my love.
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And tomorrow the sun
will rise a bit sooner
dispelling the darkness
a little bit longer,
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melting away
the frostbitten edge
of this unsung
penumbra of night.
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(c) 1988, 2018, 2021 Betty Hayes Albright
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(An old, unpublished poem, taken out of mothballs.)
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Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged light, path, poem, Poetry, promise, senryu, sun, Winter Solstice on December 21, 2018| 48 Comments »
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Sunlight hugs our path
curling around each corner
leading with promise.
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(c) 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
(Photo by my son, Jason Judd)
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Wishing everyone a Happy Solstice,
a Merry Christmas,
a wonderful celebration of the season,
and fulfilled hopes for the New Year. 💚
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Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged evolution, forgiveness, humanity, light, Love, poem, Poetry, redemption, spirituality on December 7, 2018| 28 Comments »
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We chose to climb this mountain
through old brambles, over ice
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cursing barbs that scratched our ankles
damning thorns that tore our veils,
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splitting stones that skinned our reason
as the thunder rolled our tongues.
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Now we reach the sacred fire
and our hair turns scarlet
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as we catch the embers, naked
and the circle dream awakens
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to paint balm across the valley,
bleeding light into our wounds.
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(c) 1993, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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(An old poem, revised and dedicated to H.D. Rhoads, my mentor years ago.)
Posted in Poetry 1980's, tagged light, photography, poem, Poetry, spirituality, sun, Winter Solstice on December 5, 2018| 28 Comments »
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At your center
lives a piece
of the sun
waiting since always
for stillness,
for a spark of desire
to fly inward,
to focus on a Self
larger than worlds.
Dwell there awhile
and the light
will follow you home.
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(c) 1982, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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Photo taken in 2013
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged calling, darkness, drums, evolution, freedom, hope, injustice, justice, light, poem, Poetry, spirituality, truth on October 6, 2018| 26 Comments »
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Deep in the folds
of the flannel of night
we hear the drums call –
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ba ba boom.
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Our eyes open wide
as we chew through the shackles
and dance ourselves free –
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ba ba boom.
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Up the spiral we climb,
our candles held high
to shatter the gloom –
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ba ba boom.
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At the top we leap clear
of gravity’s hold
on the weight of our words –
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ba ba boom.
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We land on the sun
where we tear off our masks
and meet our true Selves –
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Ba Ba Boom, Ba Ba Boom!
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(c) 1993, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post, revised…. written in 1993)
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