All Sorts of Things Fall from Trees

Fledglings dropping into flight
Abandoned nests on the ground
Gooey green walnuts that ooze sticky hands
Spiky sweet gum balls that pierce bare feet
Pecans scooped for cracking
destined for syrupy pie
Mulberries plucked
from high branches
by eager children
spoiling dinner
fingers stained
purple swinging
long low limbs
down to Earth

One could do worse

(Today’s poem is a collaboration with my pals at Charles House. I celebrated my sixth anniversary working with them by sharing a forest of tree inspired poetry and then we wrote our own except for the last line which we stole from Robert Frost’s Birches.)

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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9 Responses to All Sorts of Things Fall from Trees

  1. Annabel says:

    what a delicious and delightful write!

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  2. Sarah E Barker says:

    i like it

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Such a nostalgic and vivid portrayal of childhood memories, reminding us of the simple joys of life that we often overlook as adults. 👍👏👌😊

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  4. Heidi-Marie says:

    So true. I never thought of the many things which fall from trees! Well portrayed!


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