Tag Archives: romance

Honeymoon

Posted on 2021/06/07 by Bartholomew Barker

Honeymoon They stand hip deep in the oceanawaiting the wave’s crescendo It doesn’t care how much they loveeach other— it will wash over them and they will either stand strongor be swept out to sea (For two prompts: LP’s June … Continue reading →

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My First Crush

Posted on 2021/04/05 by Bartholomew Barker

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “The First (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “The First Kiss,” “The First Day … Continue reading →

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For a Distant Muse appearing on Spillwords

Posted on 2021/03/26 by Bartholomew Barker

My poem For a Distant Muse appeared on Spillwords earlier today. It might seem familiar to regular readers since I posted it here last year but it still deserves some views on their platform. Some might even press the little … Continue reading →

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Upon Reflection

Posted on 2021/03/16 by Bartholomew Barker

Upon Reflection Had our roles been reversedit would’ve been romantic—her tossing playful pebblesagainst my bedroom window Me inviting her inout of the morning coldwhere she asks forgivenessfor dumping me It would’ve been cute—a story worth tellingthe grandchildren But begging her … Continue reading →

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For a Distant Muse

Posted on 2020/12/07 by Bartholomew Barker

For a Distant Muse If you lived next door,I’d knock. The wine has drapedmy evening’s worklike burgundy velvet.The music is tea with milk.Candle shadowsand incense ghostsfill the room.I’m ready to curlaround your warmthand drift into dreams. But our doors open … Continue reading →

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Timeless Love

Posted on 2020/10/03 by Bartholomew Barker

Timeless Love What would you think if I beggedyou to be the Eurydice to my Orpheusand swore you wouldn’t have to waitas long as Penelope for my return? And I would return, unlike John Keatsto his Fanny, I’m too old … Continue reading →

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Hope

Posted on 2017/12/18 by Bartholomew Barker

(In response to this week’s Living Poetry Prompt.) I play the lottery for those hours or days between buying the ticket and learning the results. Before the ping pong balls are set a spinning I am a potential winner, deciding … Continue reading →

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