Singing in the Shower

For today’s prompt, write a blank in the blank poem.

Singing in the Shower

When my muse tells me she’s going to take a shower
I feign disinterest, pretend I’m fixing a stanza,
until I hear the rush of a sudden waterfall
and the rattle of a plastic curtain closing.

I sneak in, not just because in there she’s naked,
but to get a front row seat, as her voice,
magnified by the hard surfaces, fills the air
already dripping with steam.

The warmth and her soprano embrace my mere human body.
Some songs I know— Mary wondering how to love him,
Butterfly’s longing for that beautiful day
or Mimi asking for a light— it all resonates.

And sometimes she lets me in,
to sing a duet.

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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 Singing in the Shower

  1. Cassa Bassa's avatar Cassa Bassa says:

    Never thought of the shower can be a recording studio. 😃

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  2. trE's avatar trE says:

    Ooh, I love this. Especially the last two lines. Very clever, Bart.

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  3. ivor20's avatar ivor20 says:

    ‘Singing in shower together’ sounds like a lovely song ..

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  4. How Beautiful. Sounds like love to me!!!!!

    On Wed, Apr 6, 2022 at 3:25 PM Bartholomew Barker, Poet wrote:

    > Bartholomew Barker posted: ” For today’s prompt, write a blank in the > blank poem. Singing in the Shower When my muse tells me she’s going to take > a showerI feign disinterest, pretend I’m fixing a stanza,until I hear the > rush of a sudden waterfalland the rattle of a plastic” >

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  5. The the nature of the beast, I suppose

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