With Each Passing Year

With Each Passing Year

Food loses its flavor.
The sun gets dimmer,
the atmosphere thinner.
I can’t catch my breath.

The Earth’s molten core
is spinning slower like a top
wobbling— I feel gravity tilt
beneath my feet as I walk.

Years fly by faster
than months once did—
something Einstein predicted
but I don’t understand.

The world, once smooth
and vibrant, is shriveling
like a grape turning
into a raisin.

I’m no scientist
but life on this planet
can’t be viable
for very much longer.

(Another two-prompt Tuesday: this poem inspired by the LP Monday Poetry Prompt and Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt.)

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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24 Responses to With Each Passing Year

  1. butungislayp says:

    Sad truth. Beautiful piece, Bart!💜

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  2. Beautiful poem, I appreciate the images of your poem, and the subtle humor in your writing too. Though it is a sad state of the world today.

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  3. ivor20 says:

    I was an Industrial Chemist, and I agree Bart …

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  4. JeanMarie says:

    Moving and affecting piece. I felt my throat tighten in response.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. berniebell1955 says:

    Cheery sort ain’t ya’?

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Beautiful poem: sad but true. The years go by faster and faster. Do you think it’s just Einstein’s theory of relativity?

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  7. luvgoodcarp says:

    Nicely done. But Mr. Einstein should mind his own business.

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  8. Powerful, beautiful and sad. A very moving poem :-)

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Julydase says:

    Lovely…I feel the inevitable march of time as well.

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