Fraiku: Cold

The back of my mouth
tastes like a bag of old nickels
nose oozing meh

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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36 Responses to Fraiku: Cold

  1. Cassa Bassa says:

    oh that sound nasty…

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  2. Mine is a bad flu … on day 7 now. Poor nose looks like I’m molting! Hope you feel better soon!! ((hugs))

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  3. JeanMarie says:

    I’ve never tasted a bag of nickels but it sounds awful. Sending virtual chicken soup for fast healing.

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  4. berniebell1955 says:

    When I have a cold my nose exclaims in Klingon…..’Accch-tar’

    Hot whisky punch when you go to bed – as hot as you can take it.

    Groucho Marx – ‘I like to go to bed with a hot toddy – a hot toddy? That’s a drink…’


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  5. berniebell1955 says:

    I just realised – that’s kind-of a haiku – so I amended it slightly……

    “When I have a cold

    My head exclaims in Klingon


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  6. trE says:

    Oh, no! I hope you feel better soon, Bart! This weather has been such a trip here, and it’s going to get colder.

    I hope you’ll beat that nasty cold of yours without it talking a turn for something else like the icky flu!

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  7. r.Douglas says:

    This is the problem with being healthy. No self respecting dis-ease one even consider messin’ with me. Now you…feels better pronto.

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  8. Julydase says:

    So sorry you’re sick, Bartholomew. Get well soon, friend. 💕

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  9. berniebell1955 says:

    “chIch. tlhIngan Hol vIjatlhba’ ‘ej Hoch tlhInganpu’ chaH lughtaHwI’pu”e’.”

    Thing is….I’m not a Klingon – I’m an Ewok. I know, a different set of tales, but that’s what I am. The Klingon way, is not my way. In my book – they equate to Vikings, and I don’t have any liking, for Vikings – they had a horrid ideology.

    So, I had no idea what that said……Mike found a translatey thing which translates it as…..

    “Purposely. I will speak Klingons, and they are all the Klingons to do so,” Emperor said.”

    Which reminds me of the ’Hyman Kaplan’ books – have you come across them?

    Mike’s comment was….”Who’d have thought it….a computer programmer knowing Kilngon…”

    Anyway – here’s m’blog for today, containing Klingon and colds…..

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    • Upon further review, I screwed up the syntax of the second phrase which confused that universal translator. A more artful translation would be “Of course! I obviously speak Klingon and all Klingons are Pedants.”


  10. berniebell1955 says:

    Aye – but Pedants with weapons!

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  11. Susi Bocks says:

    I’m sure you’re feeling better now, Bart. But being sick sucks!

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