The trees are active tonight…

For today’s prompt, write an active poem. That could be a poem comprised of active (vs passive) verbs. But it could also be about exercising, playing a sport, or keeping your mind active. Any activity would do, I suppose, even watching the paint dry.

The trees are active tonight—
I can hear them outside my window
shuffling in the early spring breeze
like college kids primping for a party.

They’re about to bloom—
golden buds emerging
from gray branches—
all that pent up tension
about to spurt forth
in a haze of exuberance

all over my car.

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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23 Responses to The trees are active tonight…

  1. AppophiaM says:

    Wasn’t sure what to name this one. Thought of brain rut. Then figured rut is kinda of the opposite of the instructions. Anyways, here is a quick one that I’ve come up with in regards to this challenge (ps. I don’t know about poetry rules etc).

    I read the instructions again.
    He’d said to write an active poem.
    I chewed over a few ideas in my brain.
    And then I chewed them out.
    None having added up to compose a poem.

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  2. Cassa Bassa says:

    This is brilliant! I love the layers of meaning.

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  3. JeanMarie says:

    That last line! HA HA

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  4. Great words, you’ve reminded me of the pine trees at the front on my place, forever stretching skyward, striving to grasp sunshine to transform to growth through photosynthesis.

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    • Thanks though your pines are getting into the dark half of the year while mine are gearing up for summer.

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      • The seasons flow through time, and from hemisphere north to south … My summers more severe perhaps than yours, and my winters milder too perhaps, depending on where you live.
        South Australia where I live is far too hot at times, but even with winter rain, is never snow-flake cold …

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  6. KK says:

    Beautiful lines 👌👌

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  7. Walking has long been my constant
    though time ago I would break
    into a run now and then
    just to get the blood flowing
    truly, I hated running
    it jogs everything within
    banging bone against bone
    teeth against teeth
    walking remains my steady

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  8. Dennis Gray says:

    Driveway Dancers

    I was to write about tulips and crocuses
    popping up haphazardly about
    and how they remind me of tiny dancers
    preparing for their coming out
    pastel pinks and blues, buttons and bows
    elbows and knees, hips and toes
    with big eyes and wide smiles
    as fingertips touch above their heads
    all the little tulips in yellows and reds

    but the morning sun drew me to step outside
    to find blacktop artist had struck me again
    leaving dancing princesses topped with a crown
    and wind-blown tree shadows scattered around
    my own pretty ballerinas I want so to see
    left driveway dancers chalked dancing for me

    Dennis Gray 4/5/2021

    I tried to add photos to this. Is that possible?

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  9. Dennis Gray says:

    Do we have a prompt for today’s poem?

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  10. Dennis Gray says:

    I awoke to an avian orchestra permeating the air
    rolled to the open window and the scent of earlier rain
    the rising morning mist gave form to the streaming sun
    as dark limbs darted up through springs earliest foliage
    mossed fallen trees reflecting the brightness of the green
    as I breathe in a new day’s promise to awaken life
    in me

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