Blow cold winds of truth
The new dawn cannot be stopped
Open eyes will see
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Haiku: ‘Cold Winds’
Tag: poem
Haiku: ‘Voting’
X marking the spot
Crosshairs homing in on you
Muzzles of silence
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Haiku: ‘Arctic Visitors’
Skeins from far away
Where tundra has turned to snow
Welcome visitors
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Death or birth—choose — Jane Dougherty Writes (Reblog)
The message of the Oracle today was unexpected. I would say she has en election on her mind. Bald as death in the eggspilling dark honey into the light mist-paleare those bitter words (not truth)driven by ambition and greed. You would deny the music of the moonthe singing of the starsclaim the sky rains stonesand […]
Death or birth—choose — Jane Dougherty Writes
Haibun: ‘Washing Day’
I hang out the washing,
impatiently pegging
to save time.
Then I sit, fritter and daydream,
watching the wind toss the duvet
of my sleepless night,
pillow cases bellow in panic attack,
before the sudden lashing rain
insists I scamper outside.
Elements changing
Thrashing meandering thoughts
Nature’s clue unsaid
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
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