Her bow leans a bit
in the park she saw a mouse
tears a wound and rolls
(For today’s prompt, write poem using at least three of the following six words: Bow, Lean, Park, Saw, Tear, Wound.)
(Pictures of Janizona’s Spirit of the Ceiba taken eighteen years ago when she was just a puppy visiting cemeteries with me. I miss her.)
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 
The mighty Shi-Tzu!
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I can see how you’d think she was a Shi-Tzu since you can’t tell how tiny she was. She was Havanese.
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All dogs, even the pampered princesses like the smelly stuff. That’s quite a moniker for a tiny dog.
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Yeah, you can put a bow on a dog but you can’t keep the stink off their fur.
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Very fine
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Thank you, Mom!
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🙏🏾💙 That sweet baby. She was gorgeous!
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That she was!
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🙏🏾💙
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She was beautiful! 🙌
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And even when she wasn’t all groomed and bowed, she was still pretty cute.
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Yes 👍
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Warrior with a bow. My favorite kind.
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A warrior who weighed eight pounds, soaking wet.
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