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Sunlight falls

behind thick trees

as spiders grow red shadows

in the catch of tired bees.

The lure

of a waxing moon

rides low,

and dragonflies

change  speed

with just a tinge

of madness

as summer goes to seed.


(c) 1993 Betty Hayes Albright


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Under the apple tree

harvesting gold

she leans

on the last flush of summer

and dreams.

Bees gather her calm,

spiders spin up the sun

and high above, breezes

start painting the sky –

for tomorrow

the woolly clouds come.


(c) 1993 Betty Hayes Albright

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