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When we let it grow
a weed might just surprise us
with uncut beauty.
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(c) 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged Earth, flowers, Gaia, garden, labels, nature, poem, Poetry, senryu, so-called-weeds, weeds on September 14, 2017| 48 Comments »
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When we let it grow
a weed might just surprise us
with uncut beauty.
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(c) 2014, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged beauty, Dandelions, flowers, Gaia, gardens, nature, perspective, poem, Poetry, weeds on April 27, 2017| 5 Comments »
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I’m a stranger to this land.
Pray, what are these graceful creatures
with plush yellow blossoms
waving lightly
in the early afternoon?
Such a lovely garden you have.
But why are you cutting them down?
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“They’re dandelions!”
you say with disgust.
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Puzzling,
I bid you farewell
and walk away
tripping on a tin can
in the street.
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(c) 1991, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(a re-post)
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Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged climate change, drought, haiku, life, nature, poem, Poetry, rain, weeds on July 29, 2016| 7 Comments »
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Without enough rain
even so-called weeds succumb –
no prejudice there.
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(c) 2015 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Gramma Krackers, Poetry 2010 - present, tagged autumn, chickadees, fall, flowers, Gramma Krackers, humor, nature, poem, Poetry, seeds, weeds on September 28, 2014| 10 Comments »
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‘Tis fall, indeed!
I love when flowers
go to seed
and chickadees
come to feed
and there’s no need
to deadhead,
nor to weed.
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© 2012, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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A re-post – just an artless little ditty from Gramma Krackers. (My alter ego).