They came in the night
Nobody saw or heard them
Our world stripped away
There were signs which we ignored
Putting a price on freedom
Copyright Francis 2022
Tanka: Prison
Tag: prison
Haiku: Destiny
So chalk off the days
It is inevitable
Destiny awaits
Copyright Francis 2021
Once a TB Ward, Turned to a Prison, and Finally Left to Decay — Architectural Afterlife (Reblog)
Once a tuberculosis sanatorium, converted to a medium-security state correctional institution. Early history In the early 1900s, Samuel G. Dixon – Pennsylvania’s Commissioner of Health – had been searching for locations in the mountains to place a tuberculosis hospital. He was seeking a location here specifically due to the benefits of open air and exercise…
Once a TB Ward, Turned to a Prison, and Finally Left to Decay — Architectural Afterlife
‘Help!’ a poem
If I cry out for help —
will you be there?
We can’t know the thoughts of billions
staring bleakly out of windows:
I can only speak for myself.
Watching the news wounds me,
deeply,
a psychological stab to my heart,
yet still I follow it religiously:
The enemy is out there, silent,
unseen, invasive and surreptitious
in ways I can’t imagine.
So don’t let my cheery greeting
fool you: I’m scared to death
of what may come —
for they’re making death my sole
release.
Copyright Francis Barker 2020
Haiku: Spell
I click my fingers
Come out of your sleeping state
Body and spirit
copyright Francis Barker 2020
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