Spring Sonnet

For today’s prompt, write a poem that uses the following six words: bump, embrace, fixture, howl, lonely and resolve.

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Spring Sonnet

Spring is closing in around me.
The leaves droop claustrophobic
from their branches— an unwanted
embrace on my walks through the woods
which until recently were expansive,
lonely and gray.

Invisible webs across the path.
cling to my arms and face,
draping me in new found death.
I’m sure the spiders would howl,
if they could, when I plow
through their best laid plans.

Tree pollen in my eyes, dog poop hiding
in the grass— why do people love Spring?


I only used three of the six words. Sue me.

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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6 Responses to Spring Sonnet

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Great poem but I want my $1.50 back! :)

  2. Cassa Bassa says:

    haha the twisted ending line is awesome

  3. Lisa Tomey says:

    I wonder if dogs ever ask why people walk on their grass. Nice poem.

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