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

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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.
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18 Responses to Summer Picnic

  1. Cassa Bassa's avatar Cassa Bassa says:

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

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  2. jupitergrant's avatar jupitergrant says:

    Beautiful 💜

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  3. A beautifully seductive little poem!

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  4. Magical 👍 great and amazing

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  5. jonicaggiano's avatar jonicaggiano says:

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

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