rainy new year

Posted on 2018-12-31 by Bartholomew Barker

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rainy new year

let’s sleep in tomorrow,
a nice rainy january first,
ease into the new year,
groggy and dim.

let the rain fall
like expectations,
drenching the land
puddling the world.

let the flood wash
away our past,
clean the way
for a cloudless sky,

later. I’m not yet ready
to face the sun.

(Happy New Year? This poem came from the weekly Living Poetry Prompt.)

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
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9 Responses to rainy new year

  1. zeckrombryan's avatar zeckrombryan says:
    2018-12-31 at 21:36

    Interesting!

    Hold fast, reach in;
    Draw near, reach up;
    Consider, reach out.

    Hope you have a blessed 2019! 😊😊😊

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  2. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:
    2019-01-01 at 00:43

    Well done sir! Happy New Year <3

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  3. Patty's avatar phillswrites says:
    2019-01-01 at 13:08

    I’m not ready either… but welcome 2019! Happy New Year! 🎉

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