Holding

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Having

Nothing but the breath

I hold

A moment in my lungs

To let it go

I’m free

 

Going nowhere

I go everywhere

In mind and heart

I care to fly above

Below I know

This only thing

I do not know

I cannot even

Grow am grown

Torn down

Without a frown

No tear or thing

Too dear to weigh

Me back I lack

No thing I need

Only the air

And to be fair

Between us Just

A must

Concede this only

Always lonely

Without truth

©K Barr

 

 

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Equality

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When I’m with

Without

I am so lost

In losing land

Am tossed

Where we

Who were not born

As pumped up winners

Have to swim

For all we

Would be worth

If circumstances

Turned from birth

In favour of the

Whole of human race

The face of us

The pace of us

The ways and means

The grace of us

Would be so different

You see I see

Eye to eye with me

Ourselves agree

We be let free

Within perimeters

Of safe with us

And never out of side

 

 

©K 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

Restoration

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A bestiary of malefactions

Rage in ageless cage

Of bars that hold

The pestilence of things

We did in lieu

And lack of love

And liking we exempt

Ourselves to keep

From wrongs that roar

For justice and the rattling

Battle to restore

The drums of restless feet

Which need assistance

Of our hands upending

Of our sorry lot

In show for good

We block our ears

And live in fear

Of words our deeds

Of past do spit

Into our faces

Wipe away

How can the marks

From foreheads bruised

To smart with the

Infinite so infinite

Fallibility of all

Our lot of selves

To keep in sway

© K J Barr

Need In Deed

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I am thirst in this queue

You see my need is greater

Than your own

Quite plain

More than anybody else’s

Is my need

You see

I have thought the matter over

And measured-up

Weighed out and accurately

Ascertained

The state of things and found

My need is greater than your own

So I am thirst in this queue

Quite right

I am Thirst

 

© K J Barr

Don’t

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I am you and you are me

In the wrestling riding of intercourse

We are one complete

Then not, but never

Say we are nothing

When the air we share

Fills both our lungs

Don’t say you are less or more

When the evening Sun goes down on both our heads

And each morning breaks the eyes open

With the same light