Half the Universe

Posted on 2019-04-13 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, write a view poem. Wherever you’re at, you have a view: maybe of a river or sunset. Maybe of a cubicle or a copy machine. Even the blind have a view of darkness, nothingness, or some other -ness. And that’s just being literal, because everyone has views on sports, politics, poetry, etc.

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Half the Universe

I want cloudy mornings,
foggy and solemn
to ease my waking.

If the afternoon is sunny,
comfort me with steadfast trees,
dripping green leaves.

But once the burning sun has set,
let the wind wipe the clouds
from the sky and blow down
those trees blocking my view.

I will watch the stars
as they spin ’round Polaris
and the planets wander the Zodiac.
I will lie down with the Moon,
cling to the Earth
and observe half the universe.

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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 Half the Universe

  1. Violet Lentz's avatar Violet Lentz says:
    2019-04-13 at 20:13

    I like the retractable shade trees idea..

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  3. gentraveling's avatar gentraveling says:
    2019-04-14 at 13:03

    You had me with cloudy, foggy mornings! One of my favorite kind!

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