This week, let’s write a thoughtful poem. Could it be that human intelligence comes from being social creatures? That would give our prompt a nice double meaning. Post your thoughtful thoughts below.
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.
Living Poetry 
Cogito, ergo sum. – René Descartes
I think therefore I am grumpy, sad or happy.
What happens to us doesn’t matter.
Our thoughts about the events
determine our feelings.
If the tree falls in the forest
but I don’t know about it
I don’t care if makes a sound or not.
One woman’s weeds
are another woman’s salad.
If I see a thought coming but run out of ink
before I write it down,
have I really had that thought?
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Posted by JeanMarie | May 29, 2018, 1:11 AMLove it! Especially the lines “One woman’s weeds / are another woman’s salad” and the ending. Great!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | May 29, 2018, 9:11 PM