The eagle soars high
how else could it ever be?
Nature’s hierarchy
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Haiku: Hierarchy
Tag: nature
Poem: Be Where You Are
The rattle and hoot of a train reminds me,
I want to be anywhere but here,
that the journey has more meaning
than any final destination.
Each day the train sounds on time
and I yearn to be on it,
a small case in hand to take me
back in time, forward in thought.
I see mountains and the clearest light,
a home to live in, where I want to be,
where I don’t hanker for anything
other than what surrounds me;
the lakes, mountains, the clearest air
where the noble eagle soars,
his place within nature assured
and mine below him, in peace –
a place in time to think and dream,
of how it all should be.
The dream revealing notion, of simply
being where I am.
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Haiku: Good Earth
I prepare the soil
sow a selection of seed
Nature does the rest
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Poem: The Garth
The accolades like garlands
all around you,
each flower of the palette
in your soul
I saw suns glint in violet eyes,
such rare colour,
your rose petal smiles
on dew laden sward
You drew me pastel people,
tore them to pieces,
casting high like confetti
in a lavender breeze
Your delicate hand would
demand I take it,
frog march me around
your patchwork garth
We’d sit in white stillness
at Indian summer’s end,
our toes dangling in pools
of murky green
And when the grey winds came
soughing demons around us,
you closed that rickety gate
toward Michaelmastide.
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Tanka: Bloom
Flowers by themselves
bloom without trying or care
They are all in tune
To grow strong within nature
How else could we truly be?
copyright Francis Barker 2019
