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Monday Poetry Prompt: Animal, Chief, Limit

This week let’s write a poem with the words animal, chief and limit in it. This is another of those prompts where I randomly choose three words from a list of the top 1000 words in the English language plus a few of my favorites. Post your poems 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.

Discussion

14 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Animal, Chief, Limit

  1. What am I doing with my life?
    Do I wear the bread, or does the bread wear me?
    Am I not the chief of this house?
    Do I not rule these human animals?
    I must escape the limits of dry kibble.
    Meet me at midnight at the cat door, Moriariaty.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by JeanMarie | September 1, 2021, 1:42 AM
  2. Tribal

    His rugged body swags in animal skin
    prowling in front of his entourage
    in a chief’s authority

    They start rapping words
    without limit
    in the crowded street

    People are aroused to follow
    dancing on embers
    to fend off the corruption
    of this age

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 27, 2021, 11:03 AM
  3. “OK, Chief… you got him”

    limit unfilled
    sky gray
    animal male
    confirmed
    magnificent

    sight
    steady
    squeeze
    jerk
    sound
    down
    echo
    echo
    echo

    crunch, crunch, crunch

    ebbing
    gone

    choice

    “I knew you could do it”

    no, I don’t think I can

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by Chris Clarke | August 16, 2021, 3:41 PM
  4. This is my poem from the workshop:

    Poetry and Community

    Thanks for hosting Bart.

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by JeanMarie | August 16, 2021, 3:40 PM
  5. With astrology
    Leo is my sign – roar stomp
    Chief of the jungle
    This animal is unlimited
    But watches and listens
    for rustling in the tree lands
    especially when the scent
    of red meets the heart

    Liked by 3 people

    Posted by Lisa Tomey | August 16, 2021, 8:42 AM

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