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Monday Poetry Prompt: Picnic

This week let’s write a picnic poem. I hope ants and thunderstorms won’t ruin your poem before you post it in the comments below.

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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.

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10 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Picnic

  1. Cassa Bassa's avatar

    CODE WORD

    Prosecco in the chiller
    French brie with rice crackers
    Carrot and celery sticks
    We are off to a picnic!

    We walked a mile
    deep into the curve
    of the sandy bay
    passed the nude beach
    waved at saggy breasts and balls

    We set up the sun tent
    spent a Sunday morning
    making out
    But we told everyone
    that “We were off to a picnic!”

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    Posted by Cassa Bassa | May 9, 2023, 6:35 PM

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