Summer Picnic

Summer Picnic

Fresh cut grass under our blanket
your warm skin ‘neath my fingertips
a tree is blooming above us
and its petals envy your lips

The low branches waltz in the breeze
to the music guiding your hips
flowers open to catch the sun
and their petals envy your lips

That summer picnic long ago
like that bottle of wine we sipped
still I remember that blossom
how its petals envied your lips

Photographer and model, Renee Staticage

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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18 Responses to Summer Picnic

  1. Cassa Bassa says:

    “its petals envy your lips”….I love this line, I love this poem. 💚

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  2. jupitergrant says:

    Beautiful 💜

    Liked by 1 person

  3. A beautifully seductive little poem!

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  4. Magical 👍 great and amazing

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  5. jonicaggiano says:

    Really gorgeous writing. Have a blessed weekend. 🤗 love ❤️ Joni

    Liked by 1 person

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