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Monday Poetry Prompt: Rest

We’re a few days from National Poetry Month, so let’s write a rest poem today then take it easy and recharge our batteries because starting Thursday we write a poem-a-day for the month of April.

I’ll be following the Write Better Poetry blog (formerly Poetic Asides) for daily prompts and I’m sure there are plenty of other sites who’ll be posting prompts too. In addition to your rest poem, put links to any places you’d recommend for daily prompts in the comments below.

The next post here will be a visual prompt to celebrate the merry month of May.


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.


10 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Rest

  1. Hello, I’m joining you for the first time from Cincinnati.

    I’m glad my sweater has a hood
    to break the chilly winds of spring
    branches are dancing with new buds
    as the hillside gently sways in green
    raising my eyes to squirrels leaping
    from treetop to distant tree
    everything is coming to life
    right here in front of me
    and I wonder where this was last week
    when everything was dark and deep
    with earth’s cold blanket wrapped up tight
    for the last of winter is put to sleep

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Dennis Gray | March 31, 2021, 4:28 PM
  2. I took your advice. I took a nap. But didn’t write a poem.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by JeanMarie | March 29, 2021, 5:48 PM
  3. Thank you for the link for April. I am going to try to write to a theme for April.

    To finish out March like a lamb:

    When life gets me down and I am tired
    and hope seems too far for to reach
    sometimes it is better to just snuggle
    find a soft blanket and scent my pillow
    with lavender for relaxation
    leaning into the possibilities of nothing
    allowing the mind to stop, reset, renew
    before spring calls me forward from my rest
    and so it goes that my muse will call me
    when it is once again time to harvest
    and enjoy honey in my tea of life

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | March 29, 2021, 12:43 PM

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