What I’ll Miss When I’m Blind

For today’s prompt, write a sight poem.

What I’ll Miss When I’m Blind

Sure I’ll miss the night sky
and that scrunched-up face
you make between the vodka
and Mountain Dew teaser

But I’ll still be able to hear you sing
the taste of blueberries in summer
and feel the subtle warmth of moonlight
illuminating my skin

What I’ll really miss will be reading
to see a well laid out poem on the page
to follow the verses like a map
of a new continent that I just discovered

I hope you’ll still take me to used book stores
if only for the musty smell of silent words

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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18 Responses to What I’ll Miss When I’m Blind

  1. Somehow this is lovely. 😊

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  2. Oh my, you’re killing it Bart.

    Love the description of how poems are read and the love for the bookstores and the smell. I resonate. But I also am going to try looking at poems that way. Inspiring.

    Also love that narrator can feel moonlight.

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  3. Does it mean I’d have to go outside?

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  4. We don’t like windows here in AZ. They let in the heat. But I could step out on my patio. I just don’t do it much now that I don’t smoke cigarettes. I avoid it kinda.

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  5. So much to appreciate about your poem, but the last line, I felt and see that!! Such purity! πŸ’πŸ˜Œ

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  6. I may ask for your permission to use β€œmusty smell of silent words” in a poem or write a poem for the line?! πŸ™πŸ½

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  7. JeanMarie says:

    So many great lines here. “sing the taste of blueberries in summer” and “the musty smell of silent words” – great job.

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  8. berniebell1955 says:

    I’m a talker. I talk a lot. But, if I had to lose one of my ways of making contact with the world, I’d go for talking. Talking is just me, putting out me, to the world – and I could always write things down.


    The other ways of connecting with the world are all to do with receiving – taking things in – making sense/something of them.

    For me, I think the worst of the senses to lose would be my sight – so much to lose.

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