It doesn’t take a weatherman…
An inch of pure snow
first of the season
promised by local news
more interested in clicks
than accuracy
Early January snow forgives
covers a multitude of sins
leaving the world fresh
beautiful as a crystal
ready for new growth
But the anger of the mob
raised tempers and temperatures
snow turns to dark rain
earth to mud
I might forgive
I will not forget
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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.
Never will I ever forget. Well stated.
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Thanks.
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Same! May we never repeat this ever again.
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