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Primroses!

how winter thins

as shadows quicken

in sunlit trees

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as dew swells

the un-sheared lawn

with promises, promises

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and dreams are joined

at the wing.

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© 1993, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright 

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(another re-post from 2 years ago)

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She thought it was

the autumn sun

shining on the maple tree,

but no

it was suspended leaves

defying the grey

with red-gold embers

self-lit in the gloom.

It was the spark

within the dead,

the nuances of yesterday,

the fire of life

banked against all odds.

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(c) 2010, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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She searches for a pulse

her fingers knead the earth

overturning stones

to reach the heart of Gaia

and there she rides the quake

of nature’s womb

lifting her face

to catch the genesis

of sun and rain

and wind

and moon

till seedlings birth

their promises.

Labor replete

she bows her head

as the gods

kiss the dirt

beneath her nails.

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(c) 1992, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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(Photo used with permission of Jason, at  http://loveuniversallove.wordpress.com/

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Day Light Saved


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She thought it was

the autumn sun

shining on the maple tree,

but no

it was suspended leaves

defying the grey

with red-gold embers

self-lit in the gloom.

It was the spark

within the dead,

the nuances of yesterday,

the fire of life

banked against all odds.

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(c) 2010, 2013 Betty Hayes Albright

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(Latest photo taken this morning, 11/13/11.)

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