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Polish clean
your cutting rocks
my jagged stones
till dawn reveals
prisms.
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(c) 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(A re-post. Image from Pixaby)
Posts Tagged ‘prisms’
When it’s Dark
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged conflict, dawn, light, Love, peace, poem, Poetry, prisms, spirituality, sunlight on September 29, 2017| 29 Comments »
True Colors
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged colors, discord, harmony, hope, making peace, order from chaos, Poetry, prisms on February 6, 2012| 25 Comments »
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Polish smooth
your cutting rocks
my jagged stones
and at dawn
we’ll find each other
garnished
in the fan dance
of prisms.
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.
(c) 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Untouched Snow
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged candles, celebration, lights, Poetry, prisms, solstice, winter, wreaths on December 20, 2011| 27 Comments »
(sorry, just one more old Winter Solstice poem, this one from 1992….)
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O magic tilt of earth
we sing and dance
in this new wash
of sun.
*
Icy prisms
play the lights!
*
Our eyes gather
reds and greens,
we weave them into
holy wreaths
as one white candle
shines
the untouched snow.
*
(c) 1992 Betty Hayes Albright
Colors
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged colors, discord, harmony, prisms, spirituality on August 31, 2011| 4 Comments »
Polish clean
your cutting rocks,
my jagged stones
and see at sunrise
prisms.
.
(c) 1993, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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