Morning

Posted on 2019/04/01 by Bartholomew Barker

Happy National Poetry Month! Here’s my first of thirty poems this April based on prompts from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog.

For today’s prompt, write a morning poem. Maybe you’re a morning person, maybe not. You’re poem can be about a morning. Or it can be set during the morning. And those who’ve done this before probably already know that I have no problem with you interpreting this as a “mourning poem”.

Morning

Dawn barges into my bedroom
like an insistent wife
with a list of chores
to be done before brunch.

I roll over and pile pillows
around my head as a city wall
to defend against barbarians
dressed in invading light

but sleep has abandoned me,
breaking promises made
over midnight glasses of wine
leaving me to the harsh new day

while I’m still mourning
the end of another night.

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.

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15 Responses to Morning

Patty says:

2019/04/01 at 18:21

So you are… not a morning person, I gather? Nicely done. This made me chuckle being a wife with a list of chores always at the ready. Look forward to the rest of the month! 😁

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- Bartholomew Barker says:
  
  2019/04/01 at 18:40
  
  Yeah, morning is a time that should never come.
  
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  - Patty says:
    
    2019/04/01 at 18:51
    
    I hear Alaska has something like that for part of the year anyway. 😁
    
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  - Bartholomew Barker says:
    
    2019/04/01 at 22:34
    
    I guess I could move from Alaska to Antarctica every six months.
    
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  - Patty says:
    
    2019/04/01 at 22:47
    
    Problem solved. 😂
    
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Lisa Tomey says:

2019/04/01 at 18:56

Mourning morning, huh… Good one!!

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- Bartholomew Barker says:
  
  2019/04/01 at 22:35
  
  I’m not sure this will work as well from the stage but I’ll try it tomorrow at the Oasis Open Mic in Carrboro.
  
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  - Lisa Tomey says:
    
    2019/04/02 at 01:38
    
    Awesome!
    
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JeanMarie says:

2019/04/01 at 21:56

I like this a lot. You’ve got a strong start to the month sir. Let me know if the wine and/or chocolate supply runs low and you need support!

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- Bartholomew Barker says:
  
  2019/04/01 at 22:37
  
  Thank you! You know how Aprils go. By the end of the month I’ll be exhausted.
  
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Violet Lentz says:

2019/04/01 at 22:19

Nicely done. As a serial insomniacs I agree with not always being thrilled to see the sum rise.

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- Bartholomew Barker says:
  
  2019/04/01 at 22:39
  
  I wonder why so many poets are insomniacs. I’m not. I generally sleep like a baby log. Maybe too much sleep is holding me back.
  
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gentraveling says:

2019/04/02 at 09:56

Some mornings are like that! Nice piece!

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- Bartholomew Barker says:
  
  2019/04/02 at 10:06
  
  Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.
  
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