Four Images

Posted on 2021-01-05 by Bartholomew Barker

Four Images

Waking up seasick
in my land-locked bed

I can still smell my wine
yet it lacks flavor

Sitting still feels
like giving up

The vaccine comes too late
for far too many

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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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12 Responses to Four Images

  1. Susi Bocks's avatar Susi Bocks says:
    2021-01-05 at 21:22

    “Sitting still feels like giving up.” Oh, I remember that from my first cruise!

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  2. JeanMarie's avatar JeanMarie says:
    2021-01-05 at 22:55

    I like this. It’s a little trippy and surreal. The picture sets that up too. But it all works. And now I’m sad. Thank you. :(

    <3

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  3. Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld's avatar Lisa Tomey says:
    2021-01-06 at 03:04

    On point and sadly true.

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  4. Lisa Baron's avatar Lisa Baron says:
    2021-01-06 at 08:51

    This is a powerful and excellent poem. It definitely touched me. Fine work.

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  5. Bartholomew Barker's avatar Bartholomew Barker says:
    2021-01-06 at 18:14

    I had an idea for a revision to the first image came to me very early this morning. I also modified the second image so all four are now couplets.

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