New Poem ‘Apparition’

Apparition

Standing by the patio doors,
an early sun was shining through
I thought I heard a gentle tap
no – I didn’t expect to see you

But I asked you in, made us some tea
and we sat in that warm rear room
Said you’d been away, started a book
Just didn’t think I’d see you so soon

When the sun went in I looked again
Somehow you weren’t quite the same
You hadn’t touched the cake or your tea
and now I couldn’t recall your name

So I took the pots through, confused
Nearly went outside for some air –
it was then I began to remember
but when I got back you weren’t there

© copyright David Francis Barker 2011

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29 comments

  1. emeraldogzz · November 16, 2011

    Well done. I like your writing style, we seem to have that in common.

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  2. Victoria · November 16, 2011

    Mysterious and haunting (literally). You work “feels” impressionistic as does the painting in your header. Have you considered joining a poetry community to be able to share it. http://dversepoets.com is a very active one. (Maybe you already have). Hope to see more of you.

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  3. Laurie Kolp · November 16, 2011

    You have a beautiful site here. I look forward to seeing more of your work!

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  4. David Francis Barker · November 16, 2011

    Thank you so much! I used to do astrology (not sure I believe in it now!) but you’re clearly a typical Gemini – lots of words and irons in many fires! Well done.

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  5. dontchawannadream · November 16, 2011

    Thanks for checking out my blog. I love discovering new blogs and yours seems full of precious poems and paintings. I really enjoyed reading this one. 🙂

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  6. David Francis Barker · November 16, 2011

    Thank you for your kind and beautiful words.

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  7. claudia · November 16, 2011

    i’m with victoria here…your work feels impressionistic to me as well..great capture of a mysterious moment like a painting when we not fully see what it really is…very nice…and welcome at dVerse..smiles

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  8. David Francis Barker · November 16, 2011

    You’re very kind, thank you! Love your site.

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  9. Mohana · November 17, 2011

    Haunting, beautiful, lovely rhymes…excellent!

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  10. Sue Dreamwalker · November 17, 2011

    Beautiful~ and Im sure she will be back again within your thoughts … Lovely poem..

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  11. David Francis Barker · November 17, 2011

    Thanks for your comments!

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  12. Shiny · November 18, 2011

    loved the rythem and the choice of words..the picturesque feelings was great…!!
    by the way, thanks for checking my blog. as u can see i am a new blogger and i love penning down my feelings and thoughts, if u can just comment on my posts,,so as to make the future posts better….i really want ideas and suggestions…
    ..and i just love reading any poetry & literature..

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  13. Shawna · November 18, 2011

    I really like this poem. It could be a phantom of another person or of yourself. It’s one I could come back to a few times.

    Nice startle of realization:
    “When the sun went in I looked again
    Somehow you weren’t quite the same”

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  14. timotheous128 · November 20, 2011

    Such a brilliant poem, and one that’s right up my alley. I love poems like this; fleeting, yet powerful, and even a bit haunting.

    Awesome. 🙂

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  15. Ina · November 20, 2011

    Your poems ring bells with me (I hope I say it right)

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  16. David Francis Barker · November 20, 2011

    Yes, I’m just grateful for your comments! And one thing is for sure, your English is better than my Dutch! Thanks again.

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  17. David Francis Barker · November 20, 2011

    …and I see you’re from Terschelling – you must be a speaker of Frisian, the language most similar to English? 🙂

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  18. Ina · November 20, 2011

    I can understand it, but this island has been part of Noord-Holland (where Amsterdam is) for a long time, till the Germans decided it should be part of Friesland (again). We have 3 local dialects here, on a pop. of 4600 , which are different again from Frisian:) In dialect we say “hors” for ” horse”, in Frisian it is “hinder”. But I speak Dutch. I say “paard” .
    But it is true, if I hear people in a train speaking Frisian without being close enough to hear what they say, I often think it is English 🙂 More in sound than in language.

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  19. Marcie Hill · November 22, 2011

    You are giving me a greater appreciation for poetry. Thank you for expanding my horizons.

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  20. lscotthoughts · November 23, 2011

    Hi David, This is very beautiful and haunting, love the flow and rhyme! It definitely paints a picture…Also, thanks for visiting my blog again and I’m glad you enjoyed “Falling.” I’ll be back and I hope you will, too! 🙂
    Lauren

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  21. Shiny · November 23, 2011

    hii david,, my previous blog- tripornaghosh.worpress.com mistakenly got deleted..this is the link to my new blog-

    http://crowdedsolitude.wordpress.com/

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  22. Shiny · November 23, 2011

    hii david,, my previous blog- tripornaghosh.worpress.com mistakenly got deleted..this is the link to my new blog-

    http://crowdedsolitude.wordpress.com/
    -Shiny..

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  23. David Francis Barker · November 23, 2011

    Thank you! I appreciate it.

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  24. kathryningrid · November 30, 2011

    A wonderfully ethereal visitation.

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  25. Caddo Veil · December 1, 2011

    Oh yes! This speaks to me so well–I love it!

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  26. maturestudenthanginginthere · December 2, 2011

    David this is a beautiful poem. It struck a chord with me as I spent most of the day working on case studies of people living with dementia. Many of the carers reflected on the challenges of loving and caring for someone they feel is sometimes lost to them. Thank you for sharing this.

    Jacqueline

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  27. David Francis Barker · December 2, 2011

    Hi and thanks Jacqueline. Your work is clearly profound and important to you and others. We can never know what goes on in the mind of anyone but ourselves – that this is true is clear but so easy to forget. A few years ago I went to Buddhist classes, I’m not sure why, because I wouldn’t call myself a buddhist, but one thing it taught me, that everything is appearance to our own mind. So, in a very real sense, the whole of the universe exists for us – alone. Thank you again, I look forward to your posts.

    Kind regards

    David Francis Barker Paintings in oil and mixed media. Painting commissions

    websites http://www.saatchionline.com/profile/284071 http://www.oneoffthewall.com/artists/artist/114 https://francisbarkerart.wordpress.com

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  28. Lindy Lee · December 3, 2011

    “Apparition” compelling & mysterious…

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  29. Angela · December 3, 2011

    Beautiful, David! I’m so pleased you visited my blog so that I could find your lovely poetry. 🙂

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