Coronabeard

Posted on 2020/08/20 by Bartholomew Barker

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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. 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 makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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19 Responses to Coronabeard

  2. JeanMarie says:
    2020/08/20 at 20:43

    Floofy and Poofy!

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  3. Lisa Tomey says:
    2020/08/21 at 09:24

    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.

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  4. jhkli59gmailcom says:
    2020/08/21 at 12:48

    I love this, Bart. You’re fierce!

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  5. Katy Claire says:
    2020/08/21 at 19:32

    This is fantastic!

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  6. Stine Writing says:
    2020/08/25 at 18:26

    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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