New Year’s Resolution
Pull the pots and pan from the cabinet
bring the old cowbell down from the attic
find that vuvuzela you bought in 2010
and exercise your lip
The new year’s nearly here
Let’s make some noise tonight
so those lurking demons run in fear
Let’s make such a din
the coronavirus evolves an ear
(For a couple of anticipatory prompts: Din & Celebrate.)
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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.
Fireworks indeed. π
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You’ll get to the new year hours before me, so I’m trusting you’ll clear the way.
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I will try π
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I had to look up vuvuzela. I knew it was a musical instrument of some sort but didn’t realize how annoying it is! :) Good job on the poem tho.
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Thanks. I still have the vuvuzela I bought in South Africa back in 2010 so I thought I’d bring it out for the poem.
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