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Monday Poetry Prompt: New

This week let’s write a new poem— a poem about the state of newness. And it should also be a new poem, don’t just pull one from the archives. That’s the whole point of the Monday Poetry Prompt, after all. Post your newest in the comments below.

About Bartholomew Barker

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.

Discussion

16 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: New

  1. I pulled the tightly-stretched protective plastic off
    thick and clear
    with no air pockets anywhere
    the display
    four lines by 32 characters
    monochrome letters on the film
    rich black against a perfectly empty gray background
    now revealed
    stark and transparent

    I look at this
    the of smell of plastic
    and cleaned circuit board

    It is mine now

    I plug the cord into the wall
    and wait with anticipation
    for something to come up on the screen

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Chris Clarke | December 28, 2020, 8:50 PM
  2. Just posted my poem, https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2020/12/28/prescription/

    Let’s rip the foil off this new year
    like an unopened bottle of pills…

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Bartholomew Barker | December 28, 2020, 8:36 PM
  3. Brand New

    I decided to go one day, this day, without thinking, “What If?”
    My high expectations led me to imagined assumptions.
    My imagined assumptions led me to real disappointments.
    I mean so what the guy I adored from a distance didn’t take the nonverbal hint?
    So what I didn’t find a bag of money lying around?
    And so what I didn’t get the one phone call that would change my life?
    No, those things didn’t happen for me in the past days,
    But they will happen for me one day.
    As far as this day goes, I’m gonna let it finally be a new one.

    #OWL’S ORB

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Mia J | December 28, 2020, 3:57 PM
  4. New money coming
    or so they would have you think
    getting stimulus
    in my world, means squirreling
    putting away for a rainy day
    then again, it’s looking cloudy.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | December 28, 2020, 9:19 AM
  5. The Newness of a Year
    Friday brings the newness of year 2021
    like the babe depicts in many comments
    so young to have shoes on the feet
    so young to see what is ahead for us
    so young to even make predictions
    the scent of newness fills the room
    like the interior of a brand new car
    smelling like no other I’ve owned
    making promises of a safe road ahead
    but can it deliver, can this year deliver?

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by purplestoneblog | December 28, 2020, 7:57 AM

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