A Marriage

Over the wires your voice
came leaping into my ear
like a sparkling rainbow

Me in my hotel room
you on the front porch
enjoying the evening breeze

We talk as though we’re holding hands
after a long day— sharing our warmth
despite the miles traveled

Sleep well
I’ll be home tomorrow
to continue our adventure

(A collaboration with some new friends at Waltonwood Lake Boone whom I shared love poetry with this weekend. This poem also qualifies for this week’s Living Poetry Prompt.)

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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14 Responses to A Marriage

  1. Sydney Stone says:

    Distance is always hard. Beautifully written!

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  2. jai says:

    Absolutely lovely and heartwarming, Bartholomew. 💜

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  3. At least he IS coming home! Wonderful poem Bartholomew! 🤗

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  4. berniebell1955 says:

    A very recognizable scenario. And straight into m’blog….


    Plus – another moon pic for you, Bart.

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  5. JeanMarie says:

    Lovely. I especially like the “voice leaps into my ear like a rainbow”

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