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Canis Redivivus!
Canis Redivivus! My dog sleeps like a beach towel drying in the sunafter a vibrant afternoon throwing his tennis ballinto the lake, scaring fish and snapping gnats. When he’s had his fill of fecund water, he collapsesonto the sand, panting, … Continue reading
At the Beach
Today’s poem came from my monthly visit to Charles House. We read a bunch of dog poems from various poets of varying degrees of fame. The canine in the poem we wrote together was inspired by a companion of one … Continue reading
On the Gulf Coast
The pelican folds herself into a harpoonto impale the water and erupt from the waveswith a quivering gular pouch
At The Beach
At The Beach My castle stood resoluteramparts thick and towers tallseashell embellishmentsand a broken sand dollar sundialsafe in the keep As shadows grew longerwaves eroded wallsthe tide flooded the moat And I celebratedan honest day’s work
The sun’s no hotter
The sun’s no hotter It’s just the atmospheresoaking it all inlike a pasty beach bodywith no SPF Burning We slept too longskin red as a tornadoon doppler or a lobsterboiling in a pot This is the inheritanceof my angry children—blisters … Continue reading
Ocean Haiku
Ocean Haiku Pale white eye rises from the horizonWaves pulling sand from under my feetA hungry tide wonders if I can swim For today’s Living Poetry prompt.
No Lifeguard
Another poem from a prompt combo. The image is from Suzanne Olivante. For today’s prompt, write a warning poem. Warnings can be found everywhere: on the labels of medicine, in the speeches of leaders, and in the advice of parents. … Continue reading
The Beach
It’s the first day in over two weeks where there’s no football to be watched on television or in person and I don’t know what to do with myself. I originally planned to visit the historic center of Salvador and … Continue reading
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 