Posted in Haiku and Senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged light, path, poem, Poetry, promise, senryu, sun, Winter Solstice on December 21, 2018| 48 Comments »
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Sunlight hugs our path
curling around each corner
leading with promise.
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(c) 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
(Photo by my son, Jason Judd)
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Wishing everyone a Happy Solstice,
a Merry Christmas,
a wonderful celebration of the season,
and fulfilled hopes for the New Year. 💚
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Posted in Poetry 1980's, tagged light, photography, poem, Poetry, spirituality, sun, Winter Solstice on December 5, 2018| 28 Comments »
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At your center
lives a piece
of the sun
waiting since always
for stillness,
for a spark of desire
to fly inward,
to focus on a Self
larger than worlds.
Dwell there awhile
and the light
will follow you home.
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(c) 1982, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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Photo taken in 2013
Posted in Poetry 1990's, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged autumn, dragonflies, fall, Gaia, moon, nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, seeds, september, sun, Trees, Virgo on September 7, 2018| 33 Comments »
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Sunlight shrinks away
behind the thin of poplar trees,
spiders throw red shadows
in the paths of tired bees,
spells of a waxing moon are cast
and dragonflies change speed
with just a touch of madness
as summer goes to seed.
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(c) 1993, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post from 2011 – revised)
.Photo by Ithalu Dominguez on Pexels.com
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, tagged Christmas, holidays, poem, Poetry, spirituality, sun, winter, Winter Solstice on December 18, 2017| 40 Comments »
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Underneath the frost it turns
hidden in a fog it churns
winter snaps its coiled whip
cracks the ice but holds its grip.
It wraps the trees in shiver beads
chews on shadows, spits out seeds
to grace the gardens flocked in sleep
waiting for that northward leap
of the wandering, prodigal sun.
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© 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Wishing everyone a gentle Winter’s Solstice
and a peaceful celebration of the holidays – the holy days –
whichever days are sacred to you.
For in the end, each day is sacred and precious.
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Shadorma, tagged growth, hope, Love, poem, Poetry, rain, rose, Shadorma, Shadorma November, sun on November 19, 2017| 33 Comments »
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There are times
love is a fine rain
misting down
all for naught
evaporating before
it can hit the ground
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but sometimes
love peels back the rain
exposing sun
sending heat
palpitations to the earth
handing us a rose.
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(c) 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged autumn, Deep Water, embers, fall, fire, leaves, life, nature, poem, Poetry, spirituality, sun, Trees on October 19, 2017| 40 Comments »
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She thought it was
the autumn sun
shining on the dogwood tree
but no
the leaves themselves
were flushed
defying the gray
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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(re-post, revised)
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Posted in Poetry 2000 - 2009, tagged autumn, dreams, fall, Gaia, nature, origami, poem, Poetry, seasons, sleep, sun, time on September 3, 2017| 29 Comments »
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It all begins to crinkle,
the leaves, the sky
the boundaries of our vision.
Green ruffles turn to gold,
romaine edges of a dream
that curls and wrinkles
in the sun’s retreat.
Our shadows too turn ragged,
we feel them
stretch
and fold
their origami corners
that we too may slumber
in the pause
between now and again.
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(c) 2000, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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