Monday was World Poetry Day as well as the first full day of Spring in the part of North Carolina where I live. To celebrate, I gave poetry talks to four different groups include my old friends at Charles House. After reading several Spring-themed poems, including Wordsworth’s I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, Cummings’ in Just-, Frost’s Nothing Gold Can Stay and Millay’s Spring, we wrote the following, which I present here after a little editing.
Snip the crispy old leaves
dangling like Santa’s beard
rake away forgotten foliage
release the grumble bees
to do their bumble work
buzzing from pink petal
to green the new gold
while vermilion blossoms
like an ocean wave
sprayed with confetti
from our celebration
of Spring
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
You are the King of Poetry today! Just today tho. I love the grumble bees in this charming poem.🐝
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Thanks! We had fun composing it.
And at best I’m a County Commissioner of Poetry.
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There is full of movement in this poem, I feel the joy of Spring! 💚
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I think everybody was eager to go outside and enjoy the sun.
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Yippee!
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The confetti flower petals. Spring deserves this kind of celebration
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Agreed!
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