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Author Archives: Bartholomew Barker
Reality Sucks at Whispers and Echoes
Reality sucks everywhere but Whispers and Echoes is actually quite lovely and should be followed by all who love poetry. They just posted a new haiku of mine entitled Reality Sucks. Check it out.
The Cardinal
The cardinal pontificates from the upper branchesvivid red feathers glinting in the sunI watch him flash from limb to limbtree to tree — inspired by his ambition I scribble details in my notebookhow he contrasts with the sharp green leavesthe … Continue reading
Fraiku: A Boy’s Summer
Inviting trees to climbmushrooms and red berries to fearfireflies to torture
Doctor Verse | Bartholomew Barker
Originally posted on Whispers and Echoes:
Don’t edit yourself Poetry is the fever Let it heal your mind Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina. His first poetry…
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I want to be a tree when I grow up
I want to be a tree when I grow up Nothing ostentatiousI don’t want to be a sequoiaor have some historical significanceno proclamations in my honorsigned by the governor Just a regular tree in the woodsunfurling my leavesin the warm … Continue reading
Fraiku: In the Waiting Room
My toes tick faster than a clockwhile my usually reliable companiongoes under the wrench
At The Beach
At The Beach My castle stood resoluteramparts thick and towers tallseashell embellishmentsand a broken sand dollar sundialsafe in the keep As shadows grew longerwaves eroded wallsthe tide flooded the moat And I celebratedan honest day’s work
Lost Worlds published by Extinction Rebellion
I’m proud to announce that Lost Worlds, one of my poems-a-day from this April, has been published at the Extinction Rebellion Creative Hub. I strongly encourage all my poet friends to send them any poems you’ve written inspired by the … Continue reading
Fraiku: Refrigerator Door
Broke my toe closing Jack’s fridgecursing the kitchen cabinetsin the sudden dark Inspired by my favorite haiku of Jack Kerouac: Missing a kickat the icebox doorIt closed anyway
The Opposite of the Fear of Falling
The Opposite of the Fear of Falling Memories like sparkling tethersbind me to my boyhood homemy first date with each wifemy car parked in the west lot With the merest scent of cut grassI’m tugged back to the side yardplaying … Continue reading
