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Monday Poetry Prompt: Disappointment

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This week let’s write a disappointment poem. Describe how you were disappointed or how you disappointed someone else but don’t disappoint me, post your poem 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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15 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Disappointment”

  1. crazy4yarn2's avatar

    I Should Be Superstitious

    Don’t come near, you might catch
    the bug of disappointment.

    I drop what I want to eat onto
    the sand or mud or street.

    I miss my flights,
    I miss the point.

    Nothing goes the way I want.
    I don’t know why I should try.

    Perhaps I’m tailed by a spell
    to be a black cloud all my life.

    The man I want to love walks by
    into the arms of someone else.

    I hear he’s drunk, can’t hold a job.
    Disappointment is my friend.

    I Should Be Superstitious

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    Posted by crazy4yarn2 | March 24, 2025, 1:51 PM
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  2. Chico’s Mom's avatar

    Disappointment

    O’ thy light of happiness,
    Do not leave me in a constant state of darkness.
    Linger on me a moment longer.
    This! O’ this will not make me stronger.
    Stay! O’ thy pleasant light.
    You do not have to be bright.
    Just light, so all things are not consumed.
    Stay with me; light of life, do not leave me entombed.
    I wish not to a labor a bemoan.
    For the love you show can never be cloned.
    My soul cannot bear this separation.
    I wish not to feel this station.
    Petty? Never!
    A state I wish never to sever.
    Do not admonish the emotion.
    Rise, fall, never leave such great potion.
    Never greedy.
    No! Not needy.
    Wanting, longing, deepest insight.
    Never leave me hanging for thy light.
    Detest not.
    Disappoint not.
    Walk with me.
    Teach me.
    Shine on the dull recess of my soul,
    joy, love, light, on me dole.
    Let your mercy lay on my desire
    Disappoint me not, light never expire.

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    Posted by Chico’s Mom | March 24, 2025, 4:09 PM
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  3. Rall's avatar

    CINQUAIN

    am so
    disappointed
    being unable to
    post a poem on this blog today
    am peeved

    have tried
    so many times
    oh well will just miss out
    wonder if this will work this time
    we’ll see

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    Posted by Rall | March 24, 2025, 5:41 PM
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  4. A. Haze🌹's avatar

    The twerk you glowed me…

    On Tuesday… But close enough..

    Liked by 1 person

    Posted by A. Haze🌹 | March 25, 2025, 3:49 PM
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