//
you're reading...
Poetry Prompts

August Visual Poetry Prompt

Posted by ⋅ ⋅ 9 Comments
Filed Under  ,

I came, I saw, I wrote poetry.

Unknown's avatar

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.

Discussion

9 thoughts on “August Visual Poetry Prompt”

  1. Reply to this comment
  2. crazy4yarn2's avatar

    A little off-kilter, but here you go:

    Thugs

    Subtlety goes out for coffee when he opens up his mouth.

    No one wants to die from a stampede of thoughtless blurts.

    Imagination never thought to open up his eyes.

    Shades of gray he cannot see.

    Prejudice and naivete beat him black and blue.

    He’s a victim of his own thoughts.

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by crazy4yarn2 | August 5, 2024, 12:07 PM
    Reply to this comment
  3. DanielleM's avatar

    Heart clad in amour

    I could never tell if

    eyes staring up and over horizons

    everything beneath

    remaining but the dirt under your feet

    Ready for battle

    ready for rage

    but never

    never

    ready for love

    the true conqueror of all

    Liked by 2 people

    Posted by DanielleM | August 5, 2024, 1:03 PM
    Reply to this comment

Trackbacks/Pingbacks

  1. Pingback: Cogito, ergo sum – Mom With a Blog - August 5, 2024

Leave a reply to crazy4yarn2 Cancel reply

Enter your email address to follow Living Poetry's blog and receive new posts by email.

Join 964 other subscribers

View Our Latest Poetry Posts