Poem: Lavender Days

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Photo by franpics from Pexels

Take me back to the lavender days,
those times of relative calm
and red telephone kiosks
littered throughout this land.
Heaven knows it wasn’t perfect
and complaints abounded,
though I’m sure we handled crises
so much better then,
before we got too hung up on the news.
The red booths are still there
and the lavender too,
though the phones are long gone
and the flowers’ rich hue seems lost.

copyright Francis Barker 2020

Why the English Eastern Coast?

You may well ask – why the fascination with England’s eastern coast?

The south coast may be more affluent, at times very picturesque and very dramatic in places. The south west, Cornwall and Devon, are wonderfully atmospheric. Great Britain as a whole is blessed with a huge variety of coasts.

Of course, the reason I favour the east coast, and in particular the stretch from Lincolnshire down to Suffolk, is that it is local! It may all be relatively low-lying but there is a huge variety of seascapes, from the bleak beauty of North Norfolk, surely one of the best coasts in the world, to the archetypal English coastal town of Southwold.

Who would want to paint anything else?

Francis Barker 2020

Painting: Blakeney, North Norfolk, England

Copyright Francis Barker 2020