In all my goodbye ways
My hi meet you highways
There’s tautness of tension
Should ever I mention
My truth
©K Barr




Born naked
Born Free
Born without
A need to be
A bearer
Of such pockets
I accrue
To put the things
Of me into
Too heavy
To put down
So much it
Can’t be cast aside
Too greedy
That I just can’t hide
So needy
That I just can’t find
The innocence
That served me once
To be
Without this shame
Or secrecy
Born free…

©K Barr




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






Very messy

In the mass

Of motion

That is nest of me

Dis-order unarranged

In process of a change

Not meditated


Not so strange

As when you see

Such perfectly

Aligned refinement

Of design will never

Ring the bells

Of truth to tell

The tales of life

Are active


As we go rolling

Tolling stories

As unfolding tales

Of living we’re in

Strife to be alive

Not dead and said


©K Barr

Just Me


If you seek

For beauty only

Then never look

For me

For here you’ll find

No kindly Line

Of Symmetry

No harmony of music

Just plain cacophony

And smell of living

Out a life unfinished

What was unprepared

To share

You will only

Ever always

See messily

Just me


©K Barr