Posted in Poetry 1990's, tagged carnival, moon, nature, ocean, play, poem, Poetry, sea, tides, whimsy on September 13, 2020| 25 Comments »
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On waves of teal sea-shine
we catch a glossy ride
to chase our lost horizons
and race the rising tide.
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We lean to gather white-caps
and taste their salty plumes
till purple weaves a blanket
and wraps us ’round the moon.
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(c) 1992, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Poetry for children, tagged hugs, lady bug, Love, nature, play, poem, Poetry, Poetry for children, whimsy on May 11, 2017| 24 Comments »
(For a future children’s book, maybe….)
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Dotty little lady bug,
I would give you such a hug
but if I hold you close to me
I’m afraid you’ll cease to be
so I shall place you on my finger,
maybe you won’t go, but linger
till a breeze lifts you away –
another flower, another day.
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© 2013, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(A re-post. Photo from http://www.wallpaprest.com)
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Posted in Poetry 2010 - present, Poetry for children, tagged children's poem, hug, lady bug, nature, poem, Poetry, whimsy on April 13, 2014| 18 Comments »
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Polka-dotted lady bug,
I would give you such a hug
but if I held you close to me
I’m afraid you’d cease to be
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so I shall place you on my finger,
maybe you won’t go, but linger
till a breeze lifts you away
to meet again another day.
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© 2013, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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(Photo from http://www.wallpaprest.com)
Posted in Deep Water, Maeberie series, Poetry 1990's, tagged daydreams, Deep Water, Love, Maeberie series, poem, Poetry, reverie, whimsy on February 12, 2012| 23 Comments »
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A path leads down to the river,
the river runs down to the sea
while the gulls and the zephyr that follow
bring naught but a daydream to me.
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He rides his steed to the chapel,
he coaxes his lamb to the lee
while the footprints and songs that follow
bring naught but a fancy to me.
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(c) 1993, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
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For the next poem in this series, please click here for “Door”.
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