Springtime of Your Soul


The need

For your true

Only stow

Of secret Seeds

Your store

 To sow

Let grow now throw

Away restrictions husk

Let burst the casting coat

You wore

Go thrust through form

That held you well

All winter warm

And safe enough

To swell desires

Core for more

Of richly ripe

So ready raw

The rude extrusions

Of your soul

That have to give

And give to live

So live it well

Your welling will

Yes, fill up deep

From wishes draw

Sweet dreams and spin

Your spells expel

Seep into ground

Around you stand

See understand

What you become

When letting go

Your one and only

True to seed

You’re more

Not less

In giving feed

Your spirit

Lead your heart

Fulfil your longing

Spring your start.


©K Barr




Fervours fever
Dervish whirling
Turning evolutions
Revolves its
Spinning round
And rounds
Creations song
Is singing now
No nouns It’s growing
Going gone
Yet on and on
Feel the heartbeat
Of the living
futures tumbling
In a throng
see such sunlight
Seed the greening
Force for growing
Sowing needing
Time is motion
For no meaning
Sense nonsensical
This dance is leading
Feeling right in place
At home
Atoned in grace
Is here no face just being
Loved and loving life
Is reeling
Peeling falsehoods
Daze revealing
Naked truth in evolutions
Wheels are turning
Changes round
Creations song
Is singing bold
And going gone
Yet on and on…

©K Barr


The Call of the Wild


Wild wayward child
Walk glad
The path that’s
Always never tamed,
Untrod un-parted
Started where?
Such brambles run to trip
Ensnare of thorn
That just may pierce
To make you bleed
You need your light
Your only light
Your guide will
Dwindle and dissolve
Into such pools of
Shadows locked in flocks
Of spectres haunting cries
For there
With reverential care
In every step uneven
Never knowing where it leads
Or lead
You even
Lose your wits
You yet
Had longed to shed
That self
Like worn out clothes
You may just drop
To let your naked skin
Begin to breathe
Expose like birth
Alone you never needed
false apparels
Never suited ways
That others trod the same
Your name was never
Thing unchanging
Always re-arranging
You are not the same
You are a traveller
Your heart
On grounds no one
Has walked before
Or will again
For it is told
That those who walk the path
That others fear to tread
Reap riches for all souls to wed
And more can feast of food
That ever satiates
The hungry heart
Become the Gods that shape
The destinies your fate
And not Forsake for long
The paths that you
And only you
With wild wilfulness
In truth can walk afar
Can make your own
You own and find
Alone your way
Where darkness lies
Are answers
Answer call
For after all
You are a willing
Wild child
Not destined for
What has been
But primed for finding
All that may become
Along your solitary
Wandering come
Intransigence eternal transit
Freedoms to be found
Within the wildness
All around
Walk free!

© K Barr




Death is but a mask
That’s cast
Under we know
The face of soul
In which we go…

© K Barr




Into the dark
Is where we go
To birth the light
©K Barr


Gold Of Sun


Gold of sun

I bring to you

In yellow hue

Of Daffodil

My willing heart

Like honey bee

That gathers nectar

From the tree

To weave the honey

Sweet a treat

For eating

You and me

Are liquid golden

Melt of yolk

In thrust of corn stalk

Pulsing hope

Our juices run

Becoming what we be

In light and warmth

Of airy free

Our bliss in this

Is not amiss

It is the kiss of life

For you to be

From me who sees

Your beauty sees

Your need

Feeds your heart

Come feast with me


©K Barr




The joy of snowdrops

Everywhere their heads

Flop yes to springs

Within the heart

Once thought

Was winter dry and hard

So taut it hurt now opens

To the air with careful

Courage can it dare

To risk another

Wary season find a little

Wanting reason

To begin again and live


©K Barr