I lean towards your face
as the Earth tilts to the Sun
and Spring draws near
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. 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 makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
Lovely and full of warmth. 😊
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Now that’s it’s getting to be spring, the poems are getting warmer. Thanks.
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Springtime always heats everything up …
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The romantic slant in you ..
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Yeah, I just can’t get myself plumb.
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I use a ‘spirit’ level
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Such a beautiful poem!
I wish you a lovely springtime 🌸
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Molte Grazie!
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This is beautiful!
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Thank you.
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First, I love your tag line for your blog.
Your words here are beautiful and the image is lovely as well!
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Thank you very much. Those lips belong to a good friend of mine.
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You’re very welcome! Well, it’s a very good picture, striking.
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