Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged aging, change, Love, memories, nostalgia, passion, poem, Poetry, reunion, youth on July 22, 2018| 45 Comments »
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This world has changed
since you and I
allowed the years
to wrinkle by
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without a pause
we didn’t notice
the quiet closing
of the lotus.
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Now we fail
to recognize
the crinkles ‘round
each other’s eyes
.
when one says no,
the other yes —
a corner turned
yet I confess
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that deep inside
I’ll ne’er forget
your Romeo
to my Juliet.
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© 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged Essence, masks, Poetry, reality, reunion, spirituality, truth on September 14, 2012| 20 Comments »
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Deep in the folds
of the flannel of night
we hear the drums call
ba ba bum, ba ba boom
Our eyes open wide
as we chew through the shackles
and dance the light free,
ba ba bum, ba ba boom
Up the spiral we climb,
our candles held high
to shatter the gloom,
ba ba bum, ba ba boom
At the top we leap clear
of gravity’s hold
on the edge of our words,
ba ba bum, ba ba boom
We land on the sun
where we tear off the masks
and meet our true selves –
Ba Ba Bum, Ba Ba Boom !
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© 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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