She was sat
on the old porch, a piece
of me I’d left
behind
in some spring
long ago. I knew it
in an instant, as
soon as she looked up—
our minds dovetailing as if
nothing had happened
in those draining,
intervening years. A part
of me wanted
to leave,
to move on and deny
what my heart was insisting, but
the spark was still there,
some sweet, indefinable
thing.
She tapped
the space beside her and
I sat down
on the creaking pinewood. The air was
still,
a low September sun
buttering the track
in front of us
and the turning trees
all around us
and the pale skin
of her arms, her legs,
and that gentle,
dappled face.
“Do you remember
when we were spring?”
I nodded, watching
her lips break
into that dimpled smile. In
her eyes I saw again
the boats
and the blossom,
like promises, journeys
only taken in our minds
poem © copyright Francis Barker 2012
The Elloe Recorder 
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David, I love this. Do you remember when we were spring? So sweet, looking at spring from September.
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this is tender and beautiful…love it…esp from when she asks you the question about being spring and on….great response sir
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wow..what an encounter…love the lips breaking into that dimpled smile…can really see it…do you remember when we were spring…tightly penned emotions…
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Beautiful…I love the imagery in this & “like promises, journeys
only taken in our minds” …captures the feelings of nostalgia so well .. 🙂
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Such sadness and longing. You did a nice job of weaving that sense of loss throughout, that struggle in the leaving of a piece of yourself behind.
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oooooh! i liked this a lot! thanks so much for sharing your poetry with all of us! don’t ever stop! z
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Fun flow — unhindered. 🙂
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A beautiful ode with lovely metaphors and imagery , David (our universes must have been parallel)! 🙂
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I forgot to mention one of my favorite phrases…”a low September sun buttering the track in front of us” wonderful!
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Taps into the reflective energy of autumn
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Sweet gentle poem – I love the sun buttering the track. k.
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Really enjoyed the graceful flow of this piece and the imagery of:
a low September sun
buttering the track
in front of us
and the turning trees
all around us
Beautiful write.
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our minds dovetailing as if
nothing had happened
in those draining,
intervening years.
Bravo! Simply stunning.
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David, I love this – it’s one I can relate to: The autumn of where we find ourselves now. (How fast the years flew by….) And that spark of spring that still shines in our eyes and memories, of a love from long ago.
And I love your imagery – the
“…low September sun
buttering the track
in front of us”
is delightful!!
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beautifully so, of love and the memories left. loved, loved this one!!
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Great Poem David, I enjoyed it very much.
David. L
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Thank you so much Betty!
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Thank you very much Lauren!
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This is simply wonderful in its sentiment and feel.
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Truly beautifully gentle.
Anna o]
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Beautiful words, that bring to life a wonderful moment again….your discription is vivid and vibrant…excellent poem my brother…a joy to read!
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Great metaphor of a relationship as seasons.
I love the air as “a low September sun
buttering the track
in front of us”
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This is absolutely charged with nostalgia. In this autumn season of life I often question the “what ifs’?” Loved it.
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Beautiful!
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“a low September sun buttering the track in front of us”–I loved this line! So moving and lovely. Debra
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oh it is so beautiful and stunning David ..remembering the springs and some falls…
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Thank you so much Soma! The tweet as well!
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very very beautiful, David! I love it!
Caio, Francina
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Such special treasures are friends who greet autumn with us just as warmly as they exuberantly danced in the meadows of our springtimes with us.
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Hi David, sorry to be so late with my comment, I love this poem and the idea that goes with it.
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We can’t go back … but, then, we can, a little. And you have expressed that so simply and poignantly.
“Do you remember
when we were spring?”
Beautiful.
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This is so lovely.. I reposted on twitter so others could read.. just so touching!!
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Thank you Barbara – you’re very kind!
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You write such inspirational poetry!
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Thanks
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My pleasure😉
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