Fraiku: Grief

Like amusement park balloons
escaping my grasp
you’re lost in the sky

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
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21 Responses to Fraiku: Grief

  1. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:

    Good work. Looking at the sky thinking of a loved one who has died. Where are

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  2. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:

    Where are they? Heaven? The cosmos?

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  3. Hauntingly beautiful Bartholomew… 🎈

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  4. Yes, a beautiful poem! Your poems do deliver and takes me places. 😇🙏💕

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  5. Cassa Bassa's avatar Cassa Bassa says:

    It’s like good time has to end.

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  6. Seems like there is a collective melancholy – two + years of “the covid” have accelerated the unraveling of societal cohesion.

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  7. butungislayp's avatar butungislayp says:

    Thank you for this 💜

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  9. johnlmalone's avatar johnlmalone says:

    just discovered this : brilliant !

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