Haiku: True or False

man sitting on edge facing sunset

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Fake news all around
Nothing new under the sun
But what is the sun?

copyright Francis Barker 2019


Haiku: North

snow light sky winter

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Staring at the north
where the sun will never reach
Fulcrom of the earth

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Poem: Back to the One

women s white top and orange floral skirt

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You travel to earth’s extremities
while I plumb the greater depths of the mind

The world experience is merely that –
however far I go it all comes back to me

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Brexit, or no Brexit?

close up of crocodile

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Brexit or no Brexit: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
the sins of outrageous politicians,
Or to pull the plug on that swamp of filth,
And by opposing drain it?

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Poem: Coffee Stains

blank paper with pen and coffee cup on wood table

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The coffee cup stains
don’t mean I’ve been working

The screwed up paper
doesn’t mean I’ve got no ideas

The smell of food cooking
means your meal’s on the table

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Haiku: November Woes

autumn autumn colours brown countryside

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Away November
You are death’s epitome
Harbinger of cold

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Poem: The Old Shed

gray shed on white and green field near trees during daytime

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In my head I still make the journey
to your shed, to quiver at those
huge summer spiders and smell

the creosote and guano, to wonder
at your tools all cleaned and
oiled, a hanging display of your mind.

But now through this filthy
fissured window,
the late butter sun gleams low – and look

there she is, bent over,
with the tin bath I bathed in as a boy. And
there’s our washing to take in

copyright Francis Barker 2019