A Tree in Winter

This afternoon I spent some time with the good folks at Charles House. I’ve been visiting there more-or-less monthly for the past five years. Today’s topic was tree poetry. Among the poems I shared were Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams, Robert Frost’s Birches and, of course, Trees by Joyce Kilmer. Then we collaborated on a brand new poem which I present here.

A Tree in Winter

The storm coated me in ice
my fingers — my arms — my trunk
tinkling in the wind
I feel my burdened branches bow
slouching under the weight

If this wind doesn’t wane
I may fall and if I fall
let it sing a symphony
my grand finale a frozen
crescendo of glitterful glory

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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8 Responses to A Tree in Winter

  1. ivor20 says:

    Oh .. please don’t fall ..

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  2. JeanMarie says:

    Lovely poem! And thanks for the bonus poem links too.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Lisa Tomey says:

    This poem has star quality. It sparkles. :)

    Liked by 1 person

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