Leg Man

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Leg Man

Watching the subtle streaks
on the inner glass, only visible
under precise light and vintage,
I wonder who’ll appear on this blind date?

The wine is the skirt, the source
of those shapely apparitions.
Will her legs be as nice?
Her dress as purple?
Her song as delicate
as the crystal aria?

This isn’t the first glass
that’s sat beside me tonight
and I fear I’ll be too drunk
by the time she arrives.

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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15 Responses to Leg Man

  1. Lisa Tomey says:

    Do tell… nicely done.

  2. I love seeing the artists work 🤗

  3. mbrazfieldm says:

    Very cool thanks for sharing. Love the crispness and depth snap snap snap :)

  4. Bhagyashree says:

    Beautiful! You are a talented poet!🌸

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