Okay, wise guy, this week let’s write a smart aleck poem. I’ve met some of my promptsters so I know this won’t be difficult for you. Take all that sass and back talk and compress it down into an insolent little poem then post it in the comments 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 
Yeah, but… smugly said
leads one to fully concur
it’s not really meant
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 8, 2019, 9:02 AMNice one.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | July 8, 2019, 4:57 PMThanks!!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 8, 2019, 5:30 PM