For today’s prompt:
- Write a love poem and/or…
- Write an anti-love poem.
Sonnet for the Future
Leave me alone, my love,
let me write this final poem,
seal it in a time capsule
for archaeologists to unearth
so the distant future
can learn of your easy grace
and regret the tragic loss
of your subtle caress.
I should have paid more attention
as we ran out of ground for burying
and the tides licked the foundation
of our home— too soon a ruin.
But standing here at the precipice,
I will watch The End, holding you in my arms.
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.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 