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Tuesday, September 4, 2012

BETSY



Her baby dark eyes awake the night!
Curling dark ringlets splashed softly bright
Wound round on pillows  
haloed in light. Intricate pockets
edged with lace that delights.
While breezes blow; the moonlight billows
in from the sea, foaming blues capped white.
They blow Betsy kisses and ivory dreams
in tiny drops, planets of bright blue beads,
skies, ribbons, morning’s dew --
a world, a river, a bay of blue.
Lilies of the valley scent the sunrise;
dancing beside her little door --
blue-green stems lift white bells of light.
Later on we take white wicker chairs
down to the sea. White aspens' whispering leaves
wave to Betsy, bright Betsy, loved Betsy,
Blue and white Betsy – and me. 

29 comments:

  1. And might I say 'beautiful Betsy.' What a beautiful poem of love you have written. Makes me feel warm!

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  2. smiles....def feel the love in this...love the smell you capture as well, the scent of sunrise...makes well with the pic of the baby they are so fresh smelling....

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  3. This just feels so fresh and loving--Lovely write!

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  4. Delightful! Wonderfully tuned to the awakening world of color and light that is born into the world with new life.

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  5. Thanks Anna. This is a re-worked old poem. I wanted to create a kind of music with repeating sounds, colors, words, rhyme and alliteration. Of course initially it was to celebrate a birth but this re-work was to pull in sounds and senses.

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  6. I adore Betsy ~ 'Lilies of the valley scent the sunrise; / dancing beside her little door --' how wondrous.

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  7. sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet... new life

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  8. I adored this poem of yours.. when first tap here I didn't think I was in the right place. But, as I read on I was pleasantly surprise I was in the right place. refreshing read too :)

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  9. Sweet Betsy :) wonderful poem!

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  11. So sweet and lovely--it could definitely be a lullaby--kinda reminds me of Robert Louis Stevenson--delightful!

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  12. I love this writing, idyllic poetry, music in words.
    The breezes, sprays of salty sea,
    from night into day--Betsy and Thee.
    PEACE! (Yeah!)

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  13. skies, ribbons, morning’s dew --
    a world, a river, a bay of blue...this so feels like a song or maybe even more like a painting and when the observer stands right in front of it, can hear the music and the sea breeze...

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  14. Gorgeous sweet Betsy...lovely poem! :)

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  15. Sweet and adorable Betsy ~ It makes me want to cuddle her ~

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  16. I can feel your love oozing from your words ~ that wide eyed adoration ~ lovely

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  17. I see the innocense and beauty of babies and nature beautifully juxtaposed in this lovely poem. Absolutely delicately wrought. Love it!

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  18. precious, light, and beautiful. The love is potent in the well worked piece. I love it!

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  19. We are all enamored with Betsy thanks to your gorgeous words. :)

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  20. What a charming portrait of the draw of innocence, its own excuse for being, all simplicity, and yet as intricate as the interconnectedness of everything in sea and under sky. Lots of great use of color and description, rhyme and alliteration, also. A lovely piece, Gay.

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  21. Unfortunately, I just divorced Betsy. However, that, nor anything else, could detract from this sweet little poem!

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  22. Adorable words for an adorable child.

    Anna :o]

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  23. Babies are so precious...and she sounds like a real-life doll!

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  24. An engaging write and a great pleasure to read. A dead cert of a subject, of course, but you seem to have avoided all the pitfalls, so astutely done.

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  25. Wondrously sweet...love every single word..especially because I just welcomed my own little "Betsy" into the world...a granddaughter. Thanks for the beauty, Gay.

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  26. What a very sweet poem, like a lullaby , like rocking a cradle

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  27. Adorable! Thanks so much for sharing :)

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