Love your shit!

Your autobiographical

Your actual

Your metaphorical

Conflict able 

All full awful


‘Cos this is it

It’s all you got

To get to give

To live with it

For life

It springs from shit


©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



In the weak mid-winter

Of my soul I know

The whole of me

Can grow


My own inside

The kind humanity

I long to be

This freedom

Is our end

In this beginning

We can send

Ourselves to rest

Be safe at home

In earth this body

Each hour in trust

To fear no evil

It will be as dust

Borne lightly on the wings

Of wise that span so wide

All time will not divide

The weak Mid-winter

Of each soul

I know is pure is whole

Is thine and mine

We are each one

Divine seek truth

Through bleak

Mid-Winter week

See soul and know.


K Barr


Song of Belonging


In the silent

Soundlessness of place

That holds no space

For you no sound

Aloud you make’s    

Allowed no round

Of echo aches

Reverberate to make

You wake to self

Move on for song

Inside it longs

For chamber music

Strong to own

Out proud we are

Such singers that need ring

The changes

World make room

For here we come

We are the chorus

Of the soul not lost

But found this ground

Is place enough for us

To sing we bust with life

Our thrust is forward

Trust us all the earth

Is ours in song


©K Barr