Tag Archives: coronavirus

Fraiku: COVID-19 Test

Posted on 2023-08-18 by Bartholomew Barker

Minor aches, mild cough, no fever, yet positive. Hurray for vaccines!

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Fraiku: Booster

Posted on 2022-06-03 by Bartholomew Barker

More puddle than persondrowsed and draped on a couchfever builds antibodies

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Haiku: Booster

Posted on 2021-12-04 by Bartholomew Barker

New strain of barbarian at my gateTimely reinforcements through a slender needleDefenders of my citadel thus boosted

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Sonnet composed while waiting for Anaphylaxis

Posted on 2021-05-17 by Bartholomew Barker

Sonnet composed while waiting for Anaphylaxis I couldn’t be certainI wasn’t already sickand just not snufflingso I wore my mask. Every day I took my temperatureto see if it had raisedinto the triple-digitsbut I remained stubbornly cool. Today a second … Continue reading →

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Four Images

Posted on 2021-01-05 by Bartholomew Barker

Four Images Waking up seasickin my land-locked bed I can still smell my wineyet it lacks flavor Sitting still feelslike giving up The vaccine comes too latefor far too many

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Coronabeard

Posted on 2020-08-20 by Bartholomew Barker

Coronabeard I wear a crown about my jaw, encrusted not with jewels but pie crumbs. It’s not gold, never was. Call it platinum or silver, just not gray. I crowned myself, like Napoleon, and, without a Josephine to complain, it … Continue reading →

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Typhoid Mary

Posted on 2020-04-20 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, write an isolation poem. – and – Let’s try an “If-Then” poem. Typhoid Mary Pretend we’re living in a sci-fi horror novel by King or Crichton and there’s a plague sweeping the world and we must isolate … Continue reading →

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The New Normal

Posted on 2020-04-17 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, write an exotic poem. The New Normal That new dancer has some style legs as long as night I wonder how high her heels are within those Tyvek boots Clear plastic in all the right places crinkling … Continue reading →

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