http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ct1G02gry9s&feature=youtu.be
poem, painting and music © copyright dfbarker 2012
music performed on an old lorenzo acoustic guitar
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ct1G02gry9s&feature=youtu.be
poem, painting and music © copyright dfbarker 2012
music performed on an old lorenzo acoustic guitar
Bistro (when in Paris)
what a surprise
to see our bistro still here,
so missable tucked away
between jewellers
and quirky galleries
‘au clair de la lune’
is so laid back,
subdued
in gratifying veils of gitanes,
softened
by potent aromas of pastis,
sensual
like biting through rarest
tender veal
if I may ask right now
(gently plying you with Chablis),
if Montmartre were a woman
who could she be
if not you?
© copyright dfbarker 2011
*image is a digital creation.
**I am a vegetarian now, yet you never forget the taste of…
April Promise
Full of April promise
so many times we’d disappear
to where the canal boats moored
make-believing one of them ours
a gypsy craft laden for a simpler life
We’d found our own place to dream
saw the naked sun step down to play
to dance on daisy-strewn fields
leaving us to lay by a twisting stream
cradled by heavy blossom trees
unable to face an unpalatable truth
The holes it burned in our maudlin minds
like never-healing wounds
more vulnerable than the blossom
which fell into torrents below
So it is that a few fine April days
are quickly gone
They never presage a fine summer to come
© copyright David Francis Barker 2011
Unseasonal, I know, but those of us entrenched in the northern hemisphere might want to think of spring.