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Bring me quick water

swifting down mountains

falling, falling

through the steep canyons

and I’ll fill my chalice.


Bring me slow water

teasing through sand

carving the dunes

and where the tide flows

I will follow.


Bring me rain water

storming through trees

I’ll toss my umbrella

up to the wind

and we’ll watch it dance.


Bring me frozen water

sweet flakes

veiling my face

then marry me to the sky

and I’ll wear white.


Bring me deep water

in a well of sapphire glances

and I’ll toss in

a coy wish

to kiss your mystery.


© 2013, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright


(a re-post)

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If you were an ivy vine

would you spread

across the foothills, and

wind your way

through sharp pitched mountains

curling ’round

the fallen log

where it bridges

the muddy slough?


And would you wend your way

around deep lakes and

through the tangled valleys

to the stand of trees

where you’d remember me?


Would you wrap

around my trunk and

spiral through my branches

as you followed every curve

to the top

where we both

could touch the sky?


And at noon

when you felt

the warm lips

of the sun

upon your leaves

would you sink your roots

into my bark?


I think you’d grow on me.



(c) 2013, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright


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Something whimsical from 1979… hope the formatting holds!







lines on

purple curving

male female parts

give birth to trees against




turns to


as outside edges ripple out

white holes spew up fresh cut shapes


scatter, watching

waiting and impatient for the table-top to grow.





|tree trunk|

|tree trunk|

/this is getting really silly\


~ ~ © 1979, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright ~ ~

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