Haiku: Advent

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The skies are empty
A weary world is waiting
Advent is complete

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Poem: Advent

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The most wonderful time of the year,
or so they say.
To the world weary mind the days
are cold and grey;
where childhood’s a distant dream
of hope and love,
an imagination brought alive
simply looking above.
So don’t say those unfair words
like humbug to me,
I just yearn for spring’s return,
it’s my simple plea

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Poem: Crows

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The crows are gathering,
swooping with impunity.
They joust amongst themselves, 
invirtuous caws signalling
our entry into autumn
when trumpets may blow
some strange advent in the sky.
They seem happy, as if
Imperial Rome had fallen again,
a feast to be had. Fast
and feast are opposites – yet
so nearly the same

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Haiku: Advent

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Save us from ourselves
Cut short this time of crisis
Heaven opens up

copyright Francis Barker 2019