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Bone-deep in winter
meadow trees are sleeping, but
time skates on thin ice.
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(c) 2022 Betty Hayes Albright
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Water-color by my grandmother, Lilly Bjornstad
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Posted in haiku or senryu, just a scribble, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged freeze, nature, poem, Poetry, senryu, tick tock, time, Trees, winter on January 3, 2022| 48 Comments »
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 2010 - present, tagged Agape, feathers, Grace, Love, nature, passion, poem, Poetry, spirituality on October 18, 2021| 45 Comments »
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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
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Uncategorized, tagged eagles, eaglets, nature, poem, Poetry, wildlife on May 20, 2021| 41 Comments »
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The tree turns into bone
while its leaves
turn into feathers
in the alabaster light
just before the sun goes down.
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Ninety feet up
a young eagle leaps
around his nest
of sticks and straw
flapping his wings
like wide miracles
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until the sun finally sets
and they fold again
hugging his wild sides –
every bone and feather
neatly back in place.
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© 2021 Betty Hayes Albright
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Inspired by watching the Redding, California eagle cam. I highly recommend! The three eaglets will fledge in 2-3 weeks.
Sorry for my absence here… hoping to eventually catch up with everyone.
Also hope you’re all well — I’ve missed you all. ❤
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Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged autumn, cat, chickadee, nature, observation, poem, Poetry, sunshine, witness on October 8, 2020| 41 Comments »
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged carnival, moon, nature, ocean, play, poem, Poetry, sea, tides, whimsy on September 13, 2020| 25 Comments »
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On waves of teal sea-shine
we catch a glossy ride
to chase our lost horizons
and race the rising tide.
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We lean to gather white-caps
and taste their salty plumes
till purple weaves a blanket
and wraps us ’round the moon.
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(c) 1992, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged Gaia, illumination, nature, poem, Poetry, poppy, senryu, sunshine on August 12, 2020| 35 Comments »
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Dance little poppy,
bow to ev’ry little breeze —
sunshine lands on all.
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(c) 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Photo taken last week. We had a lot of orange California poppies…this was the only pink one. I love ’em all. 💕)
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P.S. I just realized, today is my 9th anniversary on WordPress!! Thank you to the many dear friends I’ve met here over the years.)
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Posted in just a scribble, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged bees, freedom, July, justice, Love, nature, passion, poem, Poetry, summer on July 22, 2020| 24 Comments »
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Come meet me
in the secret garden
living green
and dancing yellow,
join the bees
and beg their pardon
where the hive
grows sweet and mellow.
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Free of fear
and saved from doom
let us dance
in yonder meadow
where the wild ones
stand and bloom –
spare the truth
and spoil the credo.
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Oh my love,
let’s long abide –
dance the tango
free from care.
Meet me
on the other side –
unloose your heartstrings,
take the dare.
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© 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged birds, caprice, Doves, nature, poem, Poetry, what I saw out the window, wings on January 9, 2020| 34 Comments »
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Fifty doves
fly as one –
a hundred wings
on a string
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like a cloud
caught by the sun
in a glint
and a flutter
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before they all
disappear
to swerve in the curve
of caprice.
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© 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged autumn, brine, change, fall, Gaia, nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, time on November 10, 2019| 38 Comments »
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So soon, again
they come this way –
long shadows
in the meadow play
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between the leaves
turned red and gold
where faeries
of the frost behold
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a disappearance
of the bees,
the fogging
in a stand of trees,
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the seasoning
of twig and vine
as Fall adds nutmeg
to the brine.
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© 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
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