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Monday Poetry Prompt: Humbug


This week let’s write a humbug poem. There’s a sucker born every minute. How many of them are poets? Post your answer in the comments below.



About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.


2 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Humbug

  1. Posturing, though they may
    they don’t have much to say
    much as they babble
    and spend much on travel
    they don’t have legs
    just golden eggs

    Bah hack
    take it all back
    you don’t know the truth
    you’re bound to lose
    my hair is fine and shiny
    and I am great at whiney

    Trickery is so hot
    you might just beat the clock
    despair I won’t
    because you don’t
    have the steam to make
    for the change it takes

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | May 14, 2019, 3:49 PM
  2. Never Trust a Gargoyle
    That’s Not a Waterspout

    Gargoyles protect
    so the saying goes
    scaring off evil spirits
    & saving brick mortar
    by shooting rain
    from their nose

    But if a knock at the door
    shows a gargoyle about,
    gargoyles don’t visit,
    step down from their mount,
    hold fast the door —
    the goblins are out!

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Steve Croft | May 14, 2019, 2:00 PM

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