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May Visual Poetry Prompt

May the April shower of prompts flower into poems 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.


19 thoughts on “May Visual Poetry Prompt

  1. receptors open
    right hemisphere
    luminance, hue, polarity
    field of color
    lavender and blue
    red and green
    and darkness

    Before before
    Before after
    Before Is
    Before the 

                                                                         (Song sparrow)

    left hemisphere
    the pattern-matching monkey  

    I am, again, for what it’s worth
    I know things
    the things that surround me

    things that are
    things that were
    things that may be

    and feel the burden of the loss of Eve

    and I look out on a
    field of color
    The Lavender and the Blue
    The Red and the Green    
                                                                     (O, the Greens!)

    and the darkness 
    where she stands
    no longer me
    no longer mine
    one flesh rent in two
    now that I am
    and feel the breath entering my lungs

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Chris Clarke | May 8, 2021, 10:10 PM
  2. I will pick
    the sweet clover
    join the stems
    make two rings
    to place upon our crowns
    for our lovers march

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | May 5, 2021, 7:15 PM
  3. It was just a short term think
    now my dandelions
    have white hair like me
    some have even lost it
    on top.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Dennis Gray | May 4, 2021, 7:49 AM
  4. red, white, blue flowers
    Not a patriotic meadow
    Just a coincidence

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by JeanMarie | May 3, 2021, 10:34 PM
  5. I Am One of Us

    They are puzzled about me

    An eccentric nerd
    bury herself in books
    walk in summer storm
    stare at the sky for hours

    A sore thumb
    standing out in small talks
    unable to pick up social cues
    receive no offense of sarcasm

    I am told that
    I am the eighth colour
    of the rainbow
    I am just as beautiful
    as all the other flowers
    in the field

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Cassa Bassa | May 3, 2021, 10:26 PM
  6. Should I ask the lord’s gardener
    for direction
    my dandelions think
    they are sunflowers?

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Dennis Gray | May 3, 2021, 3:48 PM

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