
We stared at the flame
Speaking when the spirit moved
We found solace there
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

We stared at the flame
Speaking when the spirit moved
We found solace there
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Curtains are flapping
the football ends after ten
division begins
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Last line of defense
I am the man in motion
All the men are gone
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

I am the hated
I’m persona non grata
I will inherit
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

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