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Monday Poetry Prompt: Limitless


This week let’s write a limitless poem. There are lots of limits placed on us during our daily lives but there are no limits in poetry. Post your rebellion 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.


11 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Limitless

  1. Sed ut perspiciatis, unde omnis iste natus
    error sit voluptatem
    accusantium doloremque laudantium???
    totam rem aperiam eaque ipsa,.. iustum

    (idiomatum, non interpretari, atque oh)

    ^H^H^H … ^H^H^H^H^H ^H^H ^H

    White space


    a (first) word
    defines more of what cannot be
    than what will
    flowing down
    willing into being
    out of emptiness
    building out the anti-white space
    a tangible “is”
    in the violence that is creation
    to worlds
    that now can never be

    the opportunity cost
    greater than the sum
    of the utility of the work

    only then



    Go ahead…
    Fill the page

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Chris Clarke | August 11, 2020, 1:01 PM
    • Very nice. Though I didn’t bother to translate the Latin at the top, I’m sure it’s profound.


      Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 11, 2020, 7:58 PM
      • You know, it actually means absolutely nothing 🙂 it’s a lorem ipsum… I originally had a poem I had started for this week that I didn’t like the way it was going. I wanted to start the poem with that with a strikethrough… however, when I tried to post it, WordPress wouldn’t show it as a strikethrough. So I cut it out and just put a generic placeholder. I just wanted to make sure that it didn’t mean anything in the Latin that was there. Well, it sounded almost like it was something that would be important which I really didn’t want to use. I added a sarcastic “right” to the ending of the section. But translating it into Latin it came up with the word justice… not the connotation I was going for. Hence the ending “idioms don’t translate well oh well”, followed by the old “vi” Ctrl H character for backspace. Essentially uncreation. Then the real poem starts about perfectionism and the need to not be fazed by the limitlessness of a blank sheet.

        Thanks for reading both this comment and the poem.

        Liked by 1 person

        Posted by Chris Clarke | August 11, 2020, 8:40 PM
  2. How many zeros can one person hold?
    A million, billion, trillion?
    The one percenter knows greed
    is limitless.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by JeanMarie | August 10, 2020, 3:50 PM
  3. Letting go of things
    Living in simplicity
    Limitless value
    Letting life breathe

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | August 10, 2020, 7:27 AM

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