Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged constellation, Deep Water, eternity, imagination, legend, Love, night, poem, Poetry, reality, stars, Van Gogh on April 10, 2014| 21 Comments »
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In the swarthy cloak of night
shines a fiery constellation,
each star a blazing point
joined beyond imagination.
Never myth, but legend
he still rides across her thoughts
and she will never be the one
to disconnect the dots.
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© 2014 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Painting a favorite of mine: Vincent Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”)
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged astronomy, clear lens, focus, galaxy, God, life, neighbors, planets, poem, Poetry, spirituality, stars, vision on February 19, 2014| 15 Comments »
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When the sun
and all three moons
sink into the purple sea
it is the rarest dark of nights
and time to climb the knoll
up to her telescope.
She aims it
through the far-flung stars
always drawn to one
on the edges of the galaxy –
a tiny, twinkling sun
much like her own.
Perhaps it also holds a brood
of planets in its warmth,
and maybe there
another set of eyes looks back
across the wild darkness.
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Her mate always scoffs at this
as do the other watchers
of the sky.
They scold her,
“Are we not
the only children
of the Great Divine?”
But she knows
the gods are not that small
and shakes her head
at arrogance
while polishing her lens,
knowing someday she will spot
a kindred planet in the heavens
and she will call it “Earth”.
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© 2014, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged embroidery, french knots, haiku, night, poem, Poetry, stars on March 26, 2013| 22 Comments »
Night embroidery
stars are strewn like white french-knots
on a black silk sky.
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(c) 2013 Betty Hayes Albright
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged cosmos, differences, distance, philosophy, poem, Poetry, relativity, stars on November 3, 2012| 32 Comments »
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We can wag
the comet’s tail
till our orbits
spin like bracelets
bangling ‘round the sun;
or we can skip
through all the stars
in a game
of ancient hopscotch
where constellations
dance a jig
and time shrinks
to a dot
and we see
there is no distance,
just a difference
of thought.
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(c) 1995, 2016 Betty Hayes Albright
Posted in Poetry 1980's, tagged elation, Poetry, snow, stars, upliftment on January 14, 2012| 32 Comments »
These millions
of crispy soft stars
from above
billow and lighten,
lifting our feet
beyond the earth –
the deeper it gets
the higher we go!
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(c) 1989 Betty Hayes Albright
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(The poem is old, but the snow is new. 🙂 )
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