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Monday Poetry Prompt: Soaring

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This week let’s write a soaring poem. Up, up and away but don’t forget post your poem in the comments below upon landing.

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.

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13 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Soaring”

  1. ivor20's avatar

    Soaring (a Senryu)

    There’s an old saying
    What spirals up, must come down
    I’m still Soaring up

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    Posted by ivor20 | May 12, 2025, 7:14 AM
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  2. DanielleM's avatar

    Flying, Soaring High

    I close my eyes and yet I see

    all that needs to be

    the wind hisses as it hits

    wings wide

    I am mighty

    I am vast

    in the skies

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    Posted by DanielleM | May 12, 2025, 7:44 AM
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  3. Chico’s Mom's avatar

    Soaring?

    Searing pain. Work wing!
    Free falling too fast. Can’t fly.
    Hello ground. Be soft.

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    Posted by Chico’s Mom | May 12, 2025, 11:30 AM
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