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Moon like an opal
hanging from a coral thread
veiled by fairy clouds.
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(c) 2013, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(re-post, revised; photo from 2013)
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Posts Tagged ‘nature’
Before Sunset
Posted in Haiku and Senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged fairies, moon, nature, opal, poem, Poetry, senryu, sunset on June 24, 2017| 17 Comments »
Consider the Source
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged compassion, connection, diet, food, life, mindfulness, nature, poem, Poetry, source on June 19, 2017| 19 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)
Midwife
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged birth, Earth, Gaia, gardener, Gardening, growth, labor of love, midwife, nature, poem, Poetry, seedlings on June 17, 2017| 12 Comments »
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She searches for a pulse
her fingers kneading earth
beneath rocks and stones
to reach the heart of Gaia.
There she rides the quake
of nature’s first womb
lifting her face
to catch the genesis
of sun and rain
wind
and moon
till seedlings birth
their promises.
Labor replete
she bows her head
and the gods kiss the dirt
beneath her nails.
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(c) 1992, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
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Photo originally used with permission of Jason in 2012 at http://loveuniversallove.wordpress.com/
Song Sparrow
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged birds, death, forgiveness, life, nature, poem, Poetry, rebirth, Sparrow, spirituality, wings on June 8, 2017| 19 Comments »
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Oh garden bird
you kept a wild heart
between your ribs
as you danced
the morning zephyr
darting circles
through the phlox.
Your last song
sang of forgiveness
to the cat
before you died.
Let me hold
your empty body
till I feel again
the pulse
of swaying hills
and flying trees,
till my own wings spread
new feathers
and we both reclaim the sky.
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(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
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Gift
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged affection, gift, humor, nature, poem, Poetry, possum, wildlife on May 20, 2017| 13 Comments »
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Possum tumbles
like an old football
through branches
to the garden below.
Dazed, he snuffles
through warm leaves
climbs again
limb by slow limb
to his dozing nest
where he’ll finish his dream
of the gardener below
who is wiping her shoe
on the grass.
He thinks she is kind
and tonight
he will leave another offering.
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(c) 1997, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Lady Bug
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Poetry for children, tagged hugs, lady bug, Love, nature, play, poem, Poetry, Poetry for children, whimsy on May 11, 2017| 22 Comments »
(For a future children’s book, maybe….)
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Dotty little lady bug,
I would give you such a hug
but if I hold you close to me
I’m afraid you’ll cease to be
so I shall place you on my finger,
maybe you won’t go, but linger
till a breeze lifts you away –
another flower, another day.
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© 2013, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(A re-post. Photo from http://www.wallpaprest.com)
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