Too Many Secrets

Happy National Poetry Month!

I’ve accepted Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-A-Day Challenge this year so expect a lot of late night posts and bottles in the recycling bin over the next 30 days.

For today’s prompt, write a secret poem. This poem can reveal a secret, incorporate a secret activity, or involve any other secret interpretation. Poem written in code (acrostic, anyone?) or with double meanings.

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Too Many Secrets

People share too many secrets
with me. I must have a face
like a bartender or priest,
sympathetic and trustworthy.

I’m not eager for these burdens,
my memory like a honeycomb,
every conversation calibrated
to remember what I’m not supposed to know.

When I chose to become a poet
I decided not to have any secrets,
my life revealed in verse,
naked for your entertainment.

So I’m not lying when I feign ignorance
I’m just using a little poetic license.

 

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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