The Dance of Duo

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Unknit the knots
Untie the why
The wherefore where we
Strive to try
To find a way
Out of the labyrinth of I
Is kept our Minotaur
Of mazes lost in self
Amazed devourment
Is ever eaten and re- tossed
So follow out
Your thread of life
Rewind the strive and stress
Address the balancing
Of will and chance
A dance with earth and air
Askance a universe of movement
In a trance of breathing
Limbs and meanings
In a spinning
Atmospheric twirl of curling
Spiral whirring
Whims beginning
Things and endings
With a kiss hello
Goodbye
The same in motions turn
Is blending into one
Is all and only you
And me the we
Our wherefore
Of the feeling
Full completion
In our reeling
Doubling to duo of
The One

© KJ barr

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The Gap

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Got to get me
Through the gap
The sliver thin of chance
Escape is through
The keyhole locking
Out my luggage
Will not fit
I must put down
My baggage weight
Is far to heavy
For to fly
Away through free
From state
I find I’m in
Let go
The things I hold
The load I carry
Out in empty
Of my pockets
Full of detritus the dust
Collected on refection
Throw before
My one and only
Chance has passed
The avenue so light and tight
I have to shed
The masks that I would wear
The coats I use to hide
Are to be thrown aside
Before the breach
Of beach is made
Through narrow causeway
Slip and slide my way
No laying low
The time is now
Or never may be mine for ever
Pushing to be through
The gap
What’s left to hold
Is no thing empty
Of the self I knew
I just get through
The gap

© KJ barr

In True of Revelations

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The past is done
Its deeds are gone
Its way has sway
No more to seed
A moment for
Complete repeat
The mystery of history
Has broke the chain
That liked to link
The heart in bind
And mind to chime
Of time in motion
Now is new
Begun again
A birth of morning
Due from dark in mourning
Light from night
Times hold
And death
A door not closed
But opening to post a
Host of possibility
All past disabling
Is able to be left aside
In hold of new
The true of revelation
You are free

© K J barr

To Tread With Stealth

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To cast no shadow
Where we walk
How we long
To tread with stealth
Of gentle if at all
Such beauty steals your soul
In thrall of harmonies
That strike the sharpest chord
A resonance of feeling right
In throb of opening to pulse
Vibration without reason
To withhold the self
Or other second guess
The world’s exquisite balance
Of the all and well in moments
That are stepping stones
Of perfect poise
Of synchronised complicity
A city of the shining
Lights in eyes
Behold the best
Of such humanity at rest
Reflective essence
Of the each in other
Pure the land we walk
Where shadows are not cast
For hiding in our shame
Of what we
Cannot share in give
And get instead the pain
Of loneliness in separations
Shadow cast of night
And walking in the light
Is just to dream

© K J barr.

To Walk in Light

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To walk in the light
Is to cast the shade
Wherein the angry ghosts
Afraid in grief relief
Are hid to rouse
A bid denial
Of the peace
We seek to make
In paving over
An easy way
Of cover up
An earth with fissures
Wills erupt
When suffocated
Far too much
Protest at trite
In strive for right
Before a walk of light
Is trod.

© KJ barr

My Folly of a Following

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I put my heart for safety
In a locked deposit box
To seal it with the secret
Only numbers I could ever know
Then growth and shape
Of needs as much and such
As circumstance instilled
A pace of facing changes
Made in me
So graceless in resistance
‘Till a different form
Of be took place before and now
I know no more
The numbers lock
Or box where kept
My heart select
Unloving and un-kept in sealed
Away from zeal all feeling
Shielded gone I walk
A hollow lacking lustre life
A folly of a following my
Empty form a mote unkind
To self forever locked
In seek of code and secret box
Where one day
I might wake and find
That I am free
© K J barr

Tit for Tat

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Tit for Tat
And this for that
A drip and a drop
For the drab and the sop
With the eye for the tooth
Hit the roof of the truth
And half the blind world
Gets to chew
For the rest to eschew
The price to be paid
To be loved or get laid
In retain
For the sense of the grain
The plane in the wood
From the seed
That grows good
From the forest of could
A refrain of exchange
Again and again
In round about game
So same in repeat
To feel half complete
All things in defeat
Being equal as none

© K J barr