“Let’s go to the nude beach,” I suggest,
“where they only wear sunglasses.”
You tip your readers and ask,
“Are you sure you’re up for that?”
I wither under your raised eyebrow.
“How about a nice museum?”
(for Living Poetry’s Visual Prompt for June.)
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 
Could always do a crossover. A nude museum seems like a nice compromise.😂
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I was thinking about adding a couplet indicating that if it were an art museum I’d probably get to see bare boobies in either venue.
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Great minds think alike.😉
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😁
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Glad you liked it, CB.
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🤣
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Thanks, Carolyn!
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Haha, all for show😋
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The best poetry advice: show, don’t tell.
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I loved this one, Bart! Lighthearted and right on the money!
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Thank you, Annabel! Glad you liked it.
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Haha 🤣
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Glad you liked it, Bree!
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LOL cute and funny.
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Thanks, Nicole!
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