Sonnet for the Future

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 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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