A Personal Favorite Rerun

through a hollow

I will 

touch you 

when my arm 

grows longer 

or I taller 

or you 

closer than now 

you will 

touch me each time 

your voice speaks 

within earshot 

or through 

a hollow of memories 

searching for 

escape. 

Poem © 2007 by R. Burnett Baker 

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 63: Broken Glass

broken glass




a vaudeville dance 
of broken glass
in the spotlight, and 
there you were:  a 


constant of 
changing futures. 


if  I could remember
just one expression 
of that light, 
I could forget 
your face. 


through diffused
windowed fabric,
morning patterns itself
quietly on my wall. 


that's all the light
I need to guide 
this affair. 

Poem © 2011 R. Burnett Baker 
Kaleidoscope photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid
Bottom photo © 2011 R. Burnett Baker

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 62: Break Fast.

breakfast:  

the aftermath

in the aftermath

of your calling, I 

searched for reasons

and found nothing: 

the separation,

your silence, 

the mystery of us  - all 

borne on words 

of your sudden 

voice.

it's the aftermath

of every calamity

that holds our eyes 

to the scene 

and always against

our better judgement. 

Poem © 2011 by R. Burnett Baker 

Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid

gentle kiss 




one
gentle kiss 
upon your naked shoulder
paints a thousand words of love 
on the canvas flesh of 
one gentle 
kiss.

Poem © 2005, 2011 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photo© 2006, 2011 by R. Burnett Baker

mist fell 

what felt like cool fog mist

fell on us like stone clouds.

Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photos ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 61: Lips Sweeter Than Wine?

mark the edge




dawn 
replays my 
boujoule fantasy


your 
burgundy lips 
mark the edge
of longing.




Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid

Inspiration From Music And Art

beauty and foreboding

for beauty and foreboding

raptured now we are, 

but for how long?

ink fades the papered notes - 

that melody you whispered 

is the ringing of my soul and 

darkness over beds 

that we sweltered into 

and out 

of love. 

Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker 

Artwork  by Adrian Lockhart

Music video from YouTube and Sklar Ministries

Our Past And Present

water under the bridge


as it 
flows
away, 


it 
arrives: 


there is 
no 
past tense 
in a 
river.




Photo ©1998  Leslie Elias
Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker 

fronting night




fear 
not 
darkness, 


rather 
fronting
night
with 
half 
a 
heart. 






Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo©2011 by R. Burnett Baker 

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 59: Rain On My Window

Forgive this replay of a poem and cell phone photo I took two years ago sitting in my car, in addition to this week's photo prompt from Tess.   The poem was written back then in the true spirit of "efficient agony."  Smiles! 

Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid

distance between

what is

the distance between

love and indifference?

the time spent thinking 

of someone other 

than yourself? 

of the length 

of raindrops 

streaking down

a window? 

Poem ©2009 by R. Burnett Baker  

Bottom photo 2009 by R. Burnett Baker

Latest Post on "Quickies"

A new post on my newest blog Junk Shop Quickies™ .  Not exactly in a junk shop, but might as well be!  Cheers to everyone!  - RB