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.
Library seems to be a boring place
But if you know where to look
there are treasures hidden between those old pine bookshelves
Her lips are one of those treasures
When she is focused on reading
Her dark hair drape to cover her face
The mid morning sun penetrades her hair
through the breezy window
licking her chocolate coated cherry lips
I’m barely able to sit still
The urge to grab the sunlight by the throat keep building up
I get totally consumed by jealousy
Imperfect
Skin peeling
tearing from the body
Oozing from a seeming wound
I close my eyes
and clear my mind
as I test
then savor
the moist treat before me
Anticipation & Eating of Chocolate Covered Cherries
Cellophane packaging so tight, so precise, for a reason
once I get past the wrapping, I slowly open the box
then inhale the sweetness, sugar grabs my throat
salivation takes over, before placing one luscious brown
chocolate covered cherry on my tongue
letting the heat of my eager mouth melt the shell
to expose the dripping juices encasing the jewel
the long anticipated cherry center asks to be bitten
chewed to no more, and polished with a glass of merlot.
Delicious! I especially liked the 6th-8th lines but I question your choice of Merlot at the end. Too dry. I think you want a sweet sparkling red. (Trust me, I know chocolate and wine.) Great poem!
Naked Cherries
Why can’t a cherry be enjoyed in its naked state?
We insist on embalming it in sugar or enrobing it in chocolate
Don’t fear the pit
Take a chance and bite down
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Excellent metaphor! Well done!
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Thanks!
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I can’t resist Queen Anne’s
Chocolate Covered Cherries
The sweet that makes my teeth hurt
A liquid rush of endorphins
Sticky lips, I regret nothing
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Live and write with no regrets. Well done!
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Exactly!
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Well done.
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Her Lips
Library seems to be a boring place
But if you know where to look
there are treasures hidden between those old pine bookshelves
Her lips are one of those treasures
When she is focused on reading
Her dark hair drape to cover her face
The mid morning sun penetrades her hair
through the breezy window
licking her chocolate coated cherry lips
I’m barely able to sit still
The urge to grab the sunlight by the throat keep building up
I get totally consumed by jealousy
Library can be a battlefield
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Wow. Hot! I love libraries even more now.
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I bet you do 😁
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Wow! Great build up.
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Thanks Lisa 😊
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Imperfect
Skin peeling
tearing from the body
Oozing from a seeming wound
I close my eyes
and clear my mind
as I test
then savor
the moist treat before me
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Tasty! Love the oozing from a wound. Great work!
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All sorts of yum.
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Anticipation & Eating of Chocolate Covered Cherries
Cellophane packaging so tight, so precise, for a reason
once I get past the wrapping, I slowly open the box
then inhale the sweetness, sugar grabs my throat
salivation takes over, before placing one luscious brown
chocolate covered cherry on my tongue
letting the heat of my eager mouth melt the shell
to expose the dripping juices encasing the jewel
the long anticipated cherry center asks to be bitten
chewed to no more, and polished with a glass of merlot.
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Delicious! I especially liked the 6th-8th lines but I question your choice of Merlot at the end. Too dry. I think you want a sweet sparkling red. (Trust me, I know chocolate and wine.) Great poem!
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Thank you. I was going for the balance of sweet and dry, but true that sweet wine would enhance.
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love the sensual buildup and the restraint – that is not one of my best character traits
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