
Changing atmosphere
Brisker more meaningful walks
Death begets new life
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Changing atmosphere
Brisker more meaningful walks
Death begets new life
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

A consumed moon’s meagre light;
I pause, mourning this grey life.
Let me look at you —
ear lobes like pearls from tissue,
the emollient pallor of your royal flesh.
My finger probes your lips
as an owl hoots its presence:
I imagine your soul,
the skulls of saints
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

So we are mere dust
And to dust we all return
Contemplate the weeds
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
*See this week’s theme: Dust & Weed. “Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 328 DUST & Weed”

Once young and alert
Outside, where you loved to be
Now inside with me
Copyright Francis Barker 2020

Water through my hands
Fresh running streams of my heart
I am letting go
Copyright Francis Barker 2020