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(re-posted from 2011)

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She remembers

the future

when rain

crashes deserts

and old seeds

explode

into rivers of flowers

and mountains lean down

close to the sea

and there is no abyss

to slice reality.

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(c) 1994, 2015  Betty Hayes Albright

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Note: this post and the Mayberrie series are all part of the “Deep Water” category – for the DutchMan.

May you be well and safe from quakes and droughts, floods and fires, storms, and all things severe. May you be surrounded by love.

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(from 1981)

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Your smile stakes a claim

on my past.

I laugh and talk small

as if the tunnels

through our hearts

had never been connected,

as if I had no claim to stake

on any part of you.

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© 1981, 2014 Betty Hayes Albright

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Reading Old Poems

Daring, I dove

into reams of my past

getting caught between papers,

sweet metaphor-cast.

I kissed all the words

that had once felt so right,

then a sigh blew old heartbeats

back into the night.

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(c) 1995, 2012  Betty Hayes Albright 

(At the time I’d been reading old poems from the 60’s and 70’s. Now THIS one’s an oldie…)

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