Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged awareness, beauty, Gaia, mindfulness, nature, poem, Poetry, summer, Sunflower on August 11, 2019| 39 Comments »
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From a seed
dropped by a crow
at the bottom of a rockery
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it rises tall
and sturdy now
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with Fibonacci spirals
and a halo of gold.
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I wonder
if passersby see
the scintillating glow –
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or just a wistful shadow
nodding across their path.
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(c) 1999, 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Photo by Lukas, Pexels.com)
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Poem from 20 years ago, never published….
Still hoping to catch up with everyone soon!
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged compassion, connection, diet, food, life, mindfulness, nature, poem, Poetry, source on June 19, 2017| 21 Comments »
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We are tuna fish
breathing the sea,
oblivious to mayo and toast.
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We are cocoa
in the hot southern bean,
our proof is not yet in the pudding.
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We are tomato
bulging acid in red sun,
unsuspecting the BLT.
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We are lettuce leaf
photosynthesized,
ignorant of a thousand islands.
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We are potato,
white jewel buried in soil
unconscious of sour cream and chives.
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We are yeast,
multiplying dark spaces
waiting to be kneaded.
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(c) 1996, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged expansion, mindfulness, now, oneness, poem, Poetry, universe on June 21, 2015| 12 Comments »
Washing dishes,
longing out the window
at trees
when suddenly the ends
of the universe touch
like the tips of white wings
and I’m there at that center
where nothing exists
but a soapy plate
and the clear hot water
rinsing it clean.
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© 2012, 2015 Betty Hayes Albright
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(re-posted from 2012)
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged all-life, eating, food, mindfulness, nature, poem, Poetry, source, spirituality on October 11, 2013| 15 Comments »
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We are tuna fish
breathing the sea,
oblivious to mayo and toast.
.
We are cocoa
in the hot southern bean,
our proof is not yet in the pudding.
.
We are tomato
bulging acid in red sun,
unsuspecting the BLT.
.
We are lettuce leaf
photosynthesized,
ignorant of a thousand islands.
.
We are potato,
white jewel buried in soil
unconscious of sour cream and chives.
.
We are yeast,
multiplying dark spaces
waiting to be kneaded.
.
(c) 1996, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged Beginnings, consider the source, life, mindfulness, origins, source, spirituality, transformations, Tuna on November 22, 2011| 25 Comments »
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We are tuna fish
breathing the sea,
oblivious to mayo and toast.
.
We are cocoa
in the hot southern bean,
our proof is not yet in the pudding.
.
We are tomato
bulging acid in red sun,
unsuspecting the BLT.
.
We are lettuce leaf
photosynthesized,
ignorant of a thousand islands.
.
We are potato,
white jewel buried in soil
unconscious of sour cream and chives.
.
We are yeast,
multiplying dark spaces
waiting to be kneaded.
.
(c) 1996, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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