Fraiku: Nostalgia

Posted on 2024-05-24 by Bartholomew Barker

Remember when rainwater was pure
before we squandered all this beauty?

(for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt.)

Unknown's avatar

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

9 Responses to Fraiku: Nostalgia

  1. equipsblog's avatar equipsblog says:
    2024-05-24 at 19:24

    Fantastic observation, Bart.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  2. ivor20's avatar ivor20 says:
    2024-05-24 at 19:52

    I cannot remember that far back
    Was that before there were computer hacks
    and the unsinkable Titanic’s black smokestacks

    Liked by 2 people

    Reply
  3. ivor20's avatar ivor20 says:
    2024-05-24 at 22:28

    No wonder I can’t remember

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  4. Michele Lee's avatar Michele Lee says:
    2024-05-25 at 13:09

    I do remember hearing the term “acid rain” for the first time, as a youngster. 😢

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  5. LuAnne Holder's avatar LuAnne Holder says:
    2024-06-02 at 13:15

    I do remember making snow cream from snow we gathered outside. I remember when Mom told me it was not safe to eat snow because the air was so polluted. I was about 8 years old.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

Leave a comment