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. 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 makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
The somber ombre sky of fading summer storms
a grey echo of our wedding day
Stale and frozen cascading roses
a sickly-sweet reminder of the future
crushed before the buds ripened.
I leave the cake topper on your grave
Happy Anniversary Darling
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Wow. That’s so sad. Great work!
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Aww so sadly sweet. Love it!
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Thanks Lisa!
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This is awesome
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Thanks Lizzi.
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Thanks. Does it hold up in meaning without the picture? I’m always so literal with these things! ha ha! I suppose I could change the “wedding day” to “wedding cake”…
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Yes, it totally works without the picture.
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He called her Rose Bud
Tasting the sweetness he loved
No longer weeping
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Nice little haiku. Well done!
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Thank you!
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I like this. Plus, great use of the prompt as a jump off to something wholly different. Note to self: don’t be so literal!
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Thanks!!
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