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Monday Poetry Prompt: Dark, Frost, Long

This week let’s write a poem with the words dark, frost and long in it. This is another of those prompts where I “randomly” choose three words from a list of the top 1000 words in the English language plus a few of my favorites. Post your 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.


24 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Dark, Frost, Long

  1. shielded by the dark
    the frost turns to hard, clear ice
    longing for some warmth

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Susi Bocks | January 7, 2022, 11:30 PM
  2. Beach

    Dark solstice night
    Punctuated by a full moon
    Frosty water makes me long for warmer days

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Second Act Blogger | December 22, 2021, 1:44 PM
  3. You know, I *never* look at these posting before I write something…

    It seems that I was not the only one to get a haiku vibe this week!

    Her dark silky hair
    Frost from the moonlight’s dance shone
    Throughout this long night

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Chris Clarke | December 20, 2021, 10:11 PM
  4. despite ice and frost
    my yuletide camellia
    burns rubyred
    through the long dark winter
    stoking its own fire

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by redfoxpoet | December 20, 2021, 4:22 PM
  5. Hmmm a dark forest casts long shadows…

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Cassa Bassa | December 20, 2021, 3:12 PM
  6. The Weiner was longer
    than the bun, dark, frostbitten
    No hotdog for me

    Liked by 4 people

    Posted by JeanMarie | December 20, 2021, 1:21 PM
  7. Response to Bartholomew Barker’s Monday three word prompt Dark, Frost, Long

    Cycle of Life

    Cold dark nights
    Eternity covered in biting frost
    Trees long on earth sag
    beneath the weight

    Frigid wind cuts through limbs
    aged and brittle
    New growth has ceased
    decay creeps ever upward

    Barren branches creak
    the ground shakes
    A massive limb breaks free
    thundering to the ground

    The forest rejoices
    a limb to feed the soil
    The trees weep
    another ancient is dying

    Roots dry and shatter
    beneath the frozen ground
    making room for seedlings
    The cycle of life continues

    Liked by 4 people

    Posted by Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris | December 20, 2021, 11:38 AM
  8. It was cold and dark
    I knew it would be frosty
    How I long for spring

    Liked by 6 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | December 20, 2021, 7:43 AM

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