My Luscious Long Hair

It falls out in the autumn
leaving me bald as a stump
but by April, golden green
buds are ready to blossom.

Come summer my hair will be long,
brushing the river’s edge,
and a calm green to rival the pines
who never feel the bite of winter.

The wind will run her fingers
through my locks and they will dance
to hypnotize the fish below, jealous
in the shaded water.

(The prompt from my usual Poem-A-Day source didn’t inspire so I grabbed one from the Poetry SuperHighway: “Write a poem about a body part.”)

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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14 Responses to My Luscious Long Hair

  1. kristin says:

    Reminds me of weeping willows that used to drap over Idlewild Lake.

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  2. jsimpsonpoet says:

    So lovely. Makes me want to go there right now for a swim.

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  3. Wonderful Bartholomew – one of my most favorite trees. 🌴

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  4. Really lovely, both the trees and the tribute.

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  5. jai says:

    Those weeping willows are lovely and they know it. They hear you singing their praises. Great poem, Bartholomew.

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  6. Beautiful! poem and photo! <3 I have loved weeping willows since childhood. I used to cultivate new trees by sticking switches from our tree into the ditch beside our house when I was four years old. When we moved from Pennsylvania to Virginia, we brought one of those trees along. In the two years we lived in that house, it grew to be a lovely tree!

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