Solstice

solstice

I stood alone
with you,
like it was the end of our world, an
eerie glowing sky reflecting my heart, with
the solstice on its way. You
turned to look at me, that smile
I knew so well, your gracious nod
I’d never seen in real life. My hand
went through you – you were not
there anymore, just an echo like the
sonorous bells over pantiles, made
uniform by the morning rime. You said
I looked ‘frit!’ in the dialect
brought across to your city,
the voice of your
distinction. ‘Your life is not
your own,’ you said, ‘even the sun
never stands still, only seems to.’
So you told me not to worry, not
even care, to let it all go
now, that it’s better to die trying
than do nothing,
a short life
with meaning and all its
tortuous crosses borne, can become
a pilot light of inspiration. You
walked towards the sea, smiling
once more and unafraid, before vanishing
out of time into the
low glinting sun, a promise
of far off warmth
and the revelation to come

image and poem © copyright Dave Barker 2012

Advertisements

16 comments

  1. journeyintopoetry · December 6, 2012

    Hi David,

    This is certainly quite an eerie poem and beautifully written.
    And the picture which accompanies it is just wonderful and perfect for your words.

    What dialect is “frit”?

    Christine

    Like

  2. E A M Harris · December 6, 2012

    The picture is lovely and the poem full of interest. One wonders who this ghost is/was. I like the mystery.

    Like

  3. Playamart - Zeebra Designs · December 6, 2012

    wow. tender and beautiful. perhaps the stories of the mustangs have my heart a bit more sensitive than usual, but this one really touched me.
    z

    Like

  4. dfb · December 6, 2012

    Thank you very much Christine! Frit is Lincolnshire dialect for ‘scared’, ‘frightened’.

    Like

  5. journeyintopoetry · December 6, 2012

    Ah I see. Dialects are fascinating 🙂

    Like

  6. Colline · December 6, 2012

    Such a beautiful painting.

    Like

  7. meiro · December 6, 2012

    I feel pain in the words…..
    Absolutely a beautiful poem and captivating image.
    Thank you so much..

    Best wishes,
    mei

    Like

  8. J Matthew Waters · December 7, 2012

    i so enjoyed the pace and flow and words – bravo

    Like

  9. dancingantelope · December 7, 2012

    Stunning painting. Absolutely stunning!

    Like

  10. Michael (contemplativemoorings) · December 7, 2012

    I like it, I like it 🙂

    Like

  11. Ina · December 7, 2012

    Hi David, both the poem and the painting are beautiful, another great work! 🙂

    Like

  12. meiro · December 8, 2012

    It is really an honor to nominate you for Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
    Please check on; http://meirozavian.wordpress.com/2012/12/08/nominated-for-awards/.
    Congratulations!!!

    Blessings,
    mei

    Like

  13. dfb · December 8, 2012

    Hi, I don’t normally ‘accept’ awards but I am very flattered and grateful for your nomination – thank you!!!

    Like

  14. Three Well Beings · December 8, 2012

    Such beauty and melancholy. There is a whole story in one short piece. And the painting is very special!

    Like

  15. rangewriter · December 10, 2012

    This painting really grabbed my eye and the haunting, mysterious words fit so well with it.

    Like

  16. Francina · December 12, 2012

    beautiful in painting and words, David.
    groetjes, Francina

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s