Tag Archives: fraiku

Fraiku: 90 seconds to Midnight

Posted on 2023/01/27 by Bartholomew Barker

We dodged the nuclear bulletonly to devise a slow extinction by climatethen got bored when that took too long

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Fraiku: Winter Night

Posted on 2023/01/20 by Bartholomew Barker

Shooting star spits across the skyignored by the pine treesglazed with ice

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Fraiku: My Black Cat

Posted on 2023/01/13 by Bartholomew Barker

Born on Friday the 13thhe crosses humans’ pathsjust for fun

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Fraiku: Not just a little shy

Posted on 2023/01/06 by Bartholomew Barker

When I grow up I want to live under the sea where it’s quiet and dark (for this month’s Visual Poetry Prompt.)

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Fraiku: Turn the Page

Posted on 2022/12/30 by Bartholomew Barker

Pop the champagne — light the sparklers It’s like New Year’s Eve Each time we kiss

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Fraiku: Bomb Cyclone

Posted on 2022/12/23 by Bartholomew Barker

“Once in a generation”Why do these stormshappen every winter?

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Fraiku: Cold

Posted on 2022/12/16 by Bartholomew Barker

The back of my mouth tastes like a bag of old nickels nose oozing meh

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Fraiku: Home

Posted on 2022/12/09 by Bartholomew Barker

Mattress smaller — pillows lumpierbut I sleep sounderin my own bed

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Fraiku: St. Michan’s

Posted on 2022/12/02 by Bartholomew Barker

He’s still dead after 800 years. Plant me under a tree for immortality. I prefer not to reveal the inspiration for my poems but I think this one needs a little context. I visited St. Michan’s Church today and took … Continue reading →

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Fraiku: Jet Lag

Posted on 2022/11/25 by Bartholomew Barker

I walk alien streets Beneath clouds just crossed Yet my head remains fogged

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