Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged communication, creativity, heart, poem, Poetry, soul, spirituality, writing on August 27, 2016| 17 Comments »
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A poet’s blood
flows to the brain
and out again
with just one change –
the cells are richer,
colored by
a metaphor,
a mystic eye
that sees it all
from higher land
then bleeds on those
who understand.
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(c) 1992, 2016 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
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Posted in Poetry 2000 - 2009, tagged enlightenment, eternity, giant, mountain, poem, Poetry, soul, spirituality on October 15, 2012| 24 Comments »
Spirit comes, a gentle giant –
no trumpets or glare,
no explosions of air,
just strong hands that lift us
above the sharp slopes,
just warm arms that cradle us
up to the top
of the mythical mountain
we’ve climbed for so long.
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We throw off our packs
and become light
as horizons beyond us
widen like a smile
on fertile plains.
They spread like butter
on slices of eternity
whispering, whispering:
We are the giant
Within.
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© 2000, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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(This was first posted in Aug. 2011, but has been revised and retitled. Seems I can never get a poem to just sit still.)
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 1990's, tagged colors, flight, light, poem, Poetry, prism, soul, spirituality on October 13, 2012| 14 Comments »
In his mind, a prism –
another in his heart.
Fans of colors
feather-spread,
one light, two wings
in flight.
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(c) 1996, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 1990's, tagged inner truth, judgmentalism, Love, passion, Poetry, soul, spirituality on December 28, 2011| 25 Comments »
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What sin, my love,
what wrong have we?
That we closed not our ears
to soul’s high-calling song?
That we turned not away
from the striking
of rare match?
To bury down
such tender fire
would be the foul –
what else could we
but dare to gaze
God’s flame straight on,
to meet His eye,
to light our own?
I give to thee
heart’s chastity –
to love! to love!
No sin this be.
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(c) 1995, 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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