Coronabeard

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Coronabeard

I wear a crown about my jaw,
encrusted not with jewels
but pie crumbs.

It’s not gold, never was.
Call it platinum or silver,
just not gray.

I crowned myself, like Napoleon,
and, without a Josephine to complain,
it has grown into its majesty.

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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19 Responses to Coronabeard

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Floofy and Poofy!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Lisa Tomey says:

    Virtual play auditions coming soon to a computer near you! Trim? Naah Let the beardness run! And if desiring change buy a pipe, a cap, and plaid.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. I love this, Bart. You’re fierce!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Katy Claire says:

    This is fantastic!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. That is really you with a beard? Hahaha, you look different than your profile pic. Which do you prefer? beard or no beard?

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