Autumn leaves clutter
the culverts — leaving the streets
puddle-wonderful
(Robert Lee Brewer must know about Fraikus because “For today’s prompt, write a small poem.” This was also written for Living Poetry’s April Visual Prompt and the last line shamelessly stolen from e. e. cummings.)
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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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Your poem takes me back, Bartholomew. Nothing like stomping around in a puddle of water when I was a kid.
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So glad! There’s nothing wrong with doing a little stomping even at our age.
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Lol…I agree.
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I haven’t written one for this prompt? Or have I?
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You have! Joy-kill Reality. You commented on the prompt post, at least.
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Haha I forgot about that. I will search it now to read
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Found it! I scheduled it go out on my blog tomorrow. 😁
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Excellent!
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Wonderful memories… I was the kid puddling in flooded culverts
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I assume you still are.
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Of course!
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Big Fun…well captured.
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Thanks!
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There is a delicious, chewy, saltwater-taffy feel to the sounds in this poem. I love it!
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Wow. That’s one of the best compliments any of my poems have received. Thank you so much, Stacey!
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It’s raining here today and last autumns leaves have washed down the hill and are clogging up the drainage grate. Cars are splashing by.
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On my walk to lunch today, I unclogged a culvert that had formed a small lake in the parking lot. It’s so much fun to play with water!
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