Narcissus can’t hold a candle
to me,
at once both King of Colorado —
entitled hobo of Nowhere.
Look there! That’s my face in the sky,
cacti and mesas my sole friends,
watching while I sift through the shards
of cultures few suspect.
Though none believe me now, riches
and the future are mine;
these silent silver craft
haunting me,
they’ll be all around you soon —
I am digging their past.
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
City of changes
Melding of hope and nightmare
Pasts drawn in future
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
*Find out more about this amazing, yet daunting place.
Stonehenge was the epitome of a belief system that spanned millennia. To understand the monument we have to look at it through prehistoric eyes. (…
The “Council of Ancestors” theory of Stonehenge.
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
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