For a Distant Muse
If you lived next door,
I’d knock.
The wine has draped
my evening’s work
like burgundy velvet.
The music is tea with milk.
Candle shadows
and incense ghosts
fill the room.
I’m ready to curl
around your warmth
and drift into dreams.
But our doors open onto a canyon
that only your inspiration can leap.
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.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
Lovely!
<3
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Thank you!
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Very very romantic indeed =)
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Yeah, I can get pretty sappy.
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Keep it up Poet!
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Wordsmith, you did well.
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Thank you very much.
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