Cats howling
Slush of vehicle —
silence
Copyright Francis 2021
Tag: silence
‘The Silence’ — a poem
The gentle rush of rain
breaks the silence,
soon joined by the cat lapping —
unseen.
Then both are gone;
I watch the miles thick cloud
parading overhead,
dark autumn leviathans
shunting in from the west. Yes,
sometimes the silence gets to me,
it isn’t what I crave.
A silent mind is creative, some say,
then how is darkness a friend?
Copyright Francis Barker 2020 — a creator fond of poetry
Evening Haiku: Peace
If peace rules the heart
then the whole world will be still
Glory in silence
copyright Francis Barker 2020
Tanka: Times Are Changing
The times are changing
I’m going back to the one
The silent centre
is where I reside with you
my own defender and friend
copyright Francis Barker 2019
Poem ‘Meditation’
Sometimes I hate you, I must
avert my eyes.
Other times I love you
and I’m crazy, I can’t leave you
alone.
Mostly though I’m indifferent,
you’re something there out
of my window on any
random day,
like the sparrows who chat huddled
side by side
on their privet hedge.
But whether you’re friend, enemy
or mere acquaintance, you are all
outsiders—
intruders in this precious
secret space
poem © copyright David F. Barker 2012
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