Spring Sprung

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

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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7 Responses to Spring Sprung

  1. JeanMarie says:

    You are the King of Poetry today! Just today tho. I love the grumble bees in this charming poem.🐝

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  2. Cassa Bassa says:

    There is full of movement in this poem, I feel the joy of Spring! 💚

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Ali Grimshaw says:

    The confetti flower petals. Spring deserves this kind of celebration

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