My Wallet

My Wallet

Back when I used paper money,
I’d always arrange the greenbacks
with the dead white men’s faces
looking at me, right-side up,
by descending denomination—
Washington, Lincoln, Hamilton,
Jackson and, if it’s a good day,
a Franklin.

I’m sure I’ve wasted more time orienting
the bills than I would have spent
digging them out from the haphazard.
It’s like trying to write poems
with the same number of lines
in each stanza— a futile effort
at bringing order out of chaos
but sometimes it works.


(Written for the Living Poetry Prompt: Quirk.)

 

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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12 Responses to My Wallet

  1. Cassa Bassa says:

    That’s definitely a quirk!

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  2. r.Douglas says:

    fine folding money foresight

    Liked by 1 person

  3. JeanMarie says:

    HA! This is not a quirk. This is logical, rational, and I still do it because I still pay for things with cash. Not a lot of things, but I always have a few bills in my wallet.

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  4. Lisa Tomey says:

    Goodness, yes, what little I carry must all be facing up. As for the lines in each stanza, I had to count. :) Which is one of my quirks, stanza and syllable counting.

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  5. Funny enough, the bills I might carry are just wadded up in my pockets or purses 😂 my quirks lie elsewhere 😶

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