Dawn …… Bring up the power
The set is dark
Only the faintest glow
To give the outline
Of dark mountains
And the valley
To the sea
Bring up the power.....
Set footlights on the flowers
And spots on neat white houses
In the green
And wake the sea
With floodlights
Sparking
Far deep azure
Greece, Skyros 1997
Night out
Soft footfalls follow me
And they are mine
Reflected by the whitened
Walls of time
The night is silent
Mellowed by the wine.
Greece, Skyros 1997
Cretan memory (Haikku)
One foot before other
Sweat on forehead
Slowly walking.
Rustling vine leaves over
Bread, cheese, wineglass
Eating, talking.
Green myrtle trees sunlit
Dark grey olives
All is sleeping.
Greece, Crete, May 2012
Minoan Tombs
The ancient tombs ARE….
Deep, dark under trees
Some bathed in sunlight
All bathed in bird song.
The tall grasses nod…
Quiet, living for a day
Above those who lived long ago
For a brief span.
We know little of their lives
We cannot read their script.
All we know is that they lived
And died in this place.
Greece, Crete, May 2012
By Fran Barker
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