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 one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
Interesting!
Hold fast, reach in;
Draw near, reach up;
Consider, reach out.
Hope you have a blessed 2019! 😊😊😊
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Thanks but I have other plans.
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you are welcome 😊😊😊
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Well done sir! Happy New Year <3
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Thanks. Happy New Year to you too!
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I’m not ready either… but welcome 2019! Happy New Year! 🎉
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Maybe we should wait another couple of days before we start the new year. Just to be safe.
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I’m comfortable with that decision. 😊
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Consider it done.
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