Waiting at the Bar


Waiting at the Bar

Don’t talk to me,
I’m quite content
watching you pour and mix
while I sip and twirl,
awash in the hum
of other conversations
and the ting of silverware.
Let me savor these moments,
anticipating her arrival.
Don’t distract me
with sports talk
or weathered cliches.
The wine you poured
and the woman not yet here
are inspiration enough.


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.
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5 Responses to Waiting at the Bar

  1. Lisa Tomey says:

    “watching you pour and mix
    while I sip and twirl,” “the ting of silverware.” Lovely expressions and a lovely poem.

    Liked by 1 person

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