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Are they really lifeless

those empty arms

of winter

branching leafless

in naked grace?

Gaia says no,

that deep in frozen dreams

memories thicken,

sweet syrup

of other times gone

and dreams to come.

Till then these aching limbs

reach out to the silence,


but not barren.



© 2013, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright 


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Earth freezes

when the comet

spreads his tail

like a dove.

She covers tiny trees

against the frost

and watches

till the fan of indigo

folds and disappears.

Once in a lifetime

or a thousand years

it matters not,

she’ll know him

by his steel blue

when he comes again.




(c) 1996, 2017  Betty Hayes Albright


(a re-post, revised)

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When his ship sails

past the edges

of the sea

she waits, a beacon

in one hand

while with the other

she lovingly rearranges

every little pebble

on the beach.


(c) 2014  Betty Hayes Albright


(photo from 2008)

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