Haiku: Below Ground

Stone below the ground

Grandeur obscures hidden pasts

Where we have come from

Copyright Francis 2022

Poem: ‘Heed’

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Florescent green banners snaking
in the blue;
Polaris over my head,
such beacons of the kingdom
drawing like a magnet,
beckoning closer to ice smothered peaks
of estranged lands;
the incessant drum of the shaman,
ancestors screaming from my heart,
imploring me: “Remember this.”

Copyright Francis Barker 2020

*dVerse Quadrille 114 — poetical magnetism

Ancestral — The Light is On (Reblog)

That dream came alive in snowcapped peaks flowing like a thousand whispered secrets, its laughter gently echoing off the slopes down into the valley…

Ancestral — The Light is On

***Reblogged by Francis Barker 2020… poetry