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Support the Troops
Will you thank them for their service when they gun down your neighbors for marching in the streets? Will you salute our soldiers, as they kick down your door in search of undesirables? Will you praise their sacrifice as they … Continue reading
Dandelion Bouquet
Picking the brightest flowers in the yard to present to my mother golden butter petals stems green as honey dew conquering the grass thrusting through pavement I offer the bouquet as a trophy to mom received with grace placed in … Continue reading
Trusting Humans
A grey explosion in my backyard as scared squirrels skitter away and fat mourning doves lumber up into the warming sky. I shake the plastic cup of seeds like a blue baby rattle, hoping to get them used to, maybe … Continue reading
Fenrir is Coming
I think I remember seeing my breath as a kid but maybe that’s just a story my parents told— like their claim I once tasted snow. The Arctic ocean mirrors the azure sky— I stand on the rail of a … Continue reading
Soaring
I tell my friends, I let you go, but we both know I had no choice. And now I see you soaring, silhouetted, barely recognizable even with binoculars. The solid earth must seem so pedestrian, so predictable, to someone who … Continue reading
Voices Unbound: An International Poetry Anthology
I am very pleased to announce that one of my poems has been included in the just published anthology, Voices Unbound. Through that link you can buy a paperback edition and preview an electronic version. My poem is called Coming … Continue reading
The Forests of Alderaan
I preferred the autumns of my childhood. Spring blossoms were too poofy and bright like the ceremonial gowns I was made to wear. My favorite jewels were the flat stones I would skip across the water. My best friends, the … Continue reading
Poetic Outliers
Poets live on the outskirts of life all the better to observe from a distance happiness is not an advantage Every community needs four poets one for each of the four winds a leader — a dreamer a sister and … Continue reading
Arse Poetica
Poetry is a mistake, an elaborate typo, a series of errors, in tricky rhyme. Events misrecalled, premises that don’t follow, lists of bad analogies and mixed metaphors. Malaprops and Spoonerisms, auto-corrected and misinterpreted, forced by circular OCD into a square … Continue reading
Entering the Forest
The crisp chill soothes my skin having been broiled in the sun during this long summer walk. I look up into an emerald sky and suddenly feel as if the trees were singing me a lullaby. Robins nest in my … Continue reading
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 