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October Visual Poetry Prompt

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Photo by Stephanie Katz

It’s never too early to roast this prompt on an open fire. Post the nuts of your labor in the comments below.

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.

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21 thoughts on “October Visual Poetry Prompt

  1. Made some changes:

    Stan-the sea urchin
    met the prickly nut sac-Hal
    built a tiny house
    one side, was the sand and surf
    one side was trees and flora

    living in their hut
    they found the best of both worlds
    keeping toes wettened
    finding solace in the shade
    their mutual needs were met

    how it is with life
    when faced with differences
    it is possible
    to find common agreement
    yet comfort in uniqueness

    Stan-with free slithers
    Hal-with gentle spikes, you see
    no harm called at all
    a lot can be learned with trust
    the process, it’s freeing up

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | October 8, 2019, 3:43 PM
  2. We are singing nuts
    Song brings us out of our shells
    Joy and Friendship

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Sarah N | October 8, 2019, 12:50 PM
  3. Chestnut

    It was definitely not love at first sight.
    I had to remove the judgement of funk punk hair,
    then was confronted with bullet proof shell.
    I thought treasure would be discovered
    after unveiling the mummy linen wrap.
    But no!
    Only the fire of passion melted
    the crunchy bitter dinosaur skin into
    buttery and sweet sustenance.
    My patience and persistence prevailed!

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Cassa Bassa | October 7, 2019, 11:04 PM
  4. Stan the sea urchin
    met the prickly nut sac Hal
    built a tiny house

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | October 7, 2019, 10:56 PM
  5. A closet virtuoso weighs the seed
    of a thought while his fingers play
    over keys in a concert to himself,
    “If I can just crack the prickly facade
    that keeps me alone in my shyness,
    I could bring beauty to thousands.”

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Steve Croft | October 7, 2019, 4:00 PM
  6. I like my friends sharp on the outside, soft on the inside.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by JeanMarie | October 7, 2019, 1:57 PM

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