Staring at the north
where the sun will never reach
Fulcrom of the earth
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Haiku: North
Tag: poetry
Poem: Back to the One
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?
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
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
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Haiku: November Woes
Away November
You are death’s epitome
Harbinger of cold
copyright Francis Barker 2019
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