Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
yesterday,
freezing winter seemed so far away
now my chilly cubs refuse to play
oh I believe in yesterday
suddenly,
I’m not half the cat I used to be
so many hares are white and hard to see
oh yesterday came suddenly
why my toes are froze, I don’t know
the sky is gray
my cave is cold, so I search
for yesterday
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Wow. Didn’t expect that!
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leopard crossing trail
of snow through cedars, wolves’ eyes
watch with hunger, fear
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Nice little Haiku!
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flurries quietly
touching noses while paws press
crisp, crunchy, icy
nature’s floor of wintry pad
coolness warms the leopard’s heart
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This is very sweet Lisa
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Thank you!
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Excellent sounds in there. Well done!
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Thank you!
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Nice one Lisa.
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Thank You!
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I love that one Cassa!
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Thank you JeanMarie
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* The Leopard’s Prayer (typo error correction)
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The Leopard’s Prayers
My ancestors in heaven
snow king be your name
Your kingdom come
your will be done
in winter as it is in other seasons
Give me this day my daily prey
and protect me from my predators
as I also have protected my cubs
And lead me not into desolation
but deliver me from famine
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This is great and beautifully done.
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Thank you..🤗
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Lovely flow
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Haha copy cat luck 😁
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HEEHEE
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Excellent adaption!
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animals shiver
in hovels, lone leopard pads
through green, snow-chilled trees
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Very nice.
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Nicely done!
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