Just One Step

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Crude and rude and pulsing bright
It shafts its head into my sight
A flower flaming head in burst
Of feisty thrusting revelry of
Self before in height
And then another
Gasp of other
Colour rush of petal spewed
In flourishing a head so lush
Atop in bob beside it
Twirls in flirt with petal
Skirts askew
I see a gorge of orgy reel
Of rites so riotous in sex and
Rolling love around in
Drive of living life till death
In just a gentle walk
Within a breadth of length
As this so simple
Step of just one foot
Before the other
Done

© K J barr

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Knock! Knock!

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Open your door
To let me in
Its cold outside
And in I wonder
What’s under
Your roof
In truth of you
To teach to me
So helpless
In breech of storm
I’m blown about
To roam in mourning
For a home to
Show me healing
In soft hands
To hold me light
And find the bright
Of me shone out
Into a future forward path
So parted from the dark and
Dread I tread
To get to you
And knock upon
Your door

© K J barr

Awakening

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Brittle in soft flesh of heart
Once crystallised to ice
Like knives the shards
Melt slow in burn of thawing
Throbs the sharp
And sobbing pours
The ache of wakening
To pierce of pulse a tide
In ride through veins again
The blood gets running red
And rude in blush of life
To muscle move
And live in breathing
Lively look again
About
And be awake
And never again amiss
To this!

© K J barr

Roll My Back

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Like a river roll my back from shore
I cover like a lover
Holding rock and shell
To mother over hovering
Around in holding
Tight possession of
The things I treasure
Show to eye and bare to light
In twinkling sighting of the talismans
I hide from view
Their teasing hues
So pleases me
I hold to life for beauty’s sake
And take another breath
In fold of life
Over death
And gather in a roll again
A length of tide to hide
The magic gems
That lend their power
For the fending off
The dark in heart

© K J barr

Secrets

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It
Slips out of me
In sudden quipping
Trips the lips
In show of truth
Embarrassment of
Tongue that tolled
The feeling true
In lie of joke
The hold of me
It has inside
To ride my life
Away into the hiding hole
Of now you see me
Now you don’t
You know
You can not show
The drive
Inside the heaving
Hive of heart
Alive oh so alive
And thriving fit to burst
This purse of lips
And break the spell
Of all is well
It’s not you know
So on with show
And never never
Ever tell

© K J barr

The Breakers and the Makers

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People break
As easily
As winter twig
In frost to two
We crack
So brittle backed
And crumble
In the cold
Of clime unkind
We fold and go
To hiding in the dusty
Nothingness of things
Broke down
And left below
The bustling host
Of throw and throng
Those who belong
The tough enough
And strong they say
To cope who carry the load
Un-fractured for the whole
But we who break
Are the true makers
Of a different world
We are the carriers of hopes
And dreams of seemly
Seeds we sow them in our veins
The magic grains
Of human needy streaks we grow
In blood and bones
And save inside the gentle
Long of feeling flesh
Compassionate
We give ourselves
Into the rest
And so we break
But yes we mend
And can suspend humanity
In time
To take another turn

© K J barr