For today’s prompt, write a breaking poem.
A Planet-Shaped Vase
On a no school snow day
playing ball in the house
I broke a fancy vase
Instead of attempting repair
with cartoon cow glue
I found my father’s hammer
Smashed the shards
enjoying the crack crack crack
and ceramic dust in my nose
Just like humanity
I knew I shouldn’t
and I knew the fix
But chose the thrill
over my grandchildren’s
survival
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 
That’s so damning and so damn good. Well said, Bart. You are shining in my eyes.
Mary
On Sat, Apr 9, 2022 at 4:57 PM Bartholomew Barker, Poet wrote:
> Bartholomew Barker posted: ” For today’s prompt, write a breaking poem. A > Planet-Shaped Vase On a no school snow dayplaying ball in the houseI broke > a fancy vase Instead of attempting repairwith cartoon cow glueI found my > father’s hammer Smashed the shardsenjoying th” >
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Thank you, Mary. That shine is just a pale reflection of my muse.
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Shattering Bart …
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Ha!
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Made it permanently gone. Yikes.
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I was an angry little boy.
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