The sun descending;
winter’s breeze through the catkins,
sharper on my cheek
Copyright Francis 2023
Haiku: Sharp
Tag: ice
Haiku #7 (NS)
Walking on the ice
My short measured steps back home,
In all conditions
Copyright Francis 2021
Modern Haiku: Ice
Haiku: ‘Arctic Visitors’
Skeins from far away
Where tundra has turned to snow
Welcome visitors
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Poem: ‘Heed’
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
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