by Susan Barnes | 10 May 2022 | Poetry
A precious life Here, now gone Precious name Not yet called Precious smile Never seen Precious talent Undiscovered Precious friendships...
by Susan Barnes | 26 Apr 2022 | Poetry
So brief our friendship Like mist, it was gone. Meeting as neighbours, Leaving as new friends. Talked of doubts and cares, Shared our hopes and dreams. We didn’t meet every day But every day, I miss you. Telling our stories Life paths crisscrossing Meeting for coffee,...
by Susan Barnes | 12 Apr 2022 | Poetry
Afflicted yet silent Burdened with grief Crushed by sin Despised by onlookers Embraced the pain Forsaken by God Guiltless but condemned Humiliated for me Injured for my shame Justice denied Kindred to my hurts Lashed for my healing. Mourning on Friday Numbness on...
by Susan Barnes | 15 Mar 2022 | Poetry
I wrote the first draft of this poem when I was at school. The bell rang Forming a routine. Ringing on blue days, Yellow and purple days, Arranging waking hours. Long days neatly divided, Into the bite-sized pieces of a class. Weekend starts The bell is soundless. No...
by Susan Barnes | 1 Mar 2022 | Poetry
Are the ones who belt a ball strong and straight more valuable than surgeons slicing with scalpels? Are the ones who comprehend the complicated wiser than ambassadors adding to acceptance? Are the ones who gain golden medals more successful than labourers working late...
by Susan Barnes | 15 Feb 2022 | Poetry
I didn’t know you well but you were one of us. You belong right here. I saw you in the paper shop, Sometimes in the supermarket, Once, I spied you by the swamp. Smiling as you ate at our local And lunched with loyal friends with lattes from the van. You were there...
by Susan Barnes | 1 Feb 2022 | Poetry
Just for fun! I found a needle, patterns, coloured thread, I rose at dawn and sewed all day and night, I crisscrossed carefully as I had read But what a mess! It never turned out right. I searched the cupboards, looked for balls of wool, I wrestled day and night. I...
by Susan Barnes | 11 Jan 2022 | Poetry
In my mind’s eye I see your nod, your sigh I see the way you walked I hear the way you talked I catch myself listening For your footsteps. I recall that you laughed At a joke I shared I knew you frowned At an opinion I aired I remember your tears, Your joys,...
