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She reads by moonlight

Posted on 2020/11/16 by Bartholomew Barker

She reads by moonlight—real books of ink and paper.She watches televisionwith the sound off. She leaves Spotify runningas she fades to sleep—volume low as a blanketso she’ll dream her own songs. She loves my poetry but neverwants to meet the … Continue reading →

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Summer Picnic

Posted on 2020/10/24 by Bartholomew Barker

Summer Picnic Fresh cut grass under our blanketyour warm skin ‘neath my fingertipsa tree is blooming above usand its petals envy your lips The low branches waltz in the breezeto the music guiding your hipsflowers open to catch the sunand … Continue reading →

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Checkmate

Posted on 2020/06/16 by Bartholomew Barker

Checkmate I taught my wife chess too well. She countered all my moves with ease. “Chinese or pizza tonight?” I don’t care. “Pick one.” Okay— Chinese. “Let’s get pizza.” There were also good times— long talks on hikes with dogs, … Continue reading →

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Sonnet for the Future

Posted on 2020/04/21 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt: Write a love poem and/or… Write an anti-love poem. Sonnet for the Future Leave me alone, my love, let me write this final poem, seal it in a time capsule for archaeologists to unearth so the distant … Continue reading →

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Trapping Women

Posted on 2020/04/06 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, write a trap poem. Trapping Women I dug a hole with my verse, covered it with a blanket of metaphor, laid out a little picnic like a simile— soft cheese, French bread and wine. I stand nearby … Continue reading →

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Our Nocturne

Posted on 2020/03/25 by Bartholomew Barker

Our Nocturne Like Endymion, I worshipped Selene— my perfect muse— enticing yet unobtainable, and then you landed. Our time together— brief as a shooting star— concludes with this dance— before morning carries us apart. But we’ll still see the same … Continue reading →

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Leap

Posted on 2019/05/06 by Bartholomew Barker

You leapt into my arms knocking me on balance a phantom limb restored  

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Padding (Poem-A-Day 15)

Posted on 2014/04/15 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, we actually have a Two-for-Tuesday prompt: Write a love poem. Love, it’s such a big 4-letter word that can mean so much to so many for a variety of interpretations. Friendly love, sexual love, dorky love, all-encompassing … Continue reading →

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