Write What You Know

Posted on 2024/04/09 by Bartholomew Barker

I love looking at mountains
but not driving between them.

I love the sound of rain
but not driving under it.

I love the flow of fog
but not driving through it.

I love road trips
but not driving all aching day

or all bleary night.
Guess I’m getting old.

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. 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 makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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8 Responses to Write What You Know

  1. Annabel says:
    2024/04/10 at 02:15

    Good rhyme🎶! The last stanza was a bit surprising and nostalgic.

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  2. berniebell1955 says:
    2024/04/10 at 05:18

    It comes to us all – if we’re lucky…

    Got Them Nuthin’ Works Like It Used To Blues

    Can’t see without ma’ specs

    Rough ground calls for a stick

    Rich food and I’m reaching

    For the reliable  Rennie

    Still dancing to Prince

    Tho’ in the kitchen

    Still fancying Robert

    Tho’ Circa 1974

    An old lady looks back at me

    From the mirror

    When did that happen?

    BB – 2023

    ‘Robert’ being the wonderful Mr. Plant.

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  4. Susi Bocks says:
    2024/04/24 at 15:06

    Stop driving and get out of the car! ;)

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