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October Visual Poetry Prompt

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Enjoy tonight’s full moon. Read her the poem you wrote and posted 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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16 thoughts on “October Visual Poetry Prompt”

  1. crazy4yarn2's avatar

    Coin Toss

    Tonight you reign as harvest queen,
    a golden coin I toss up high.
    Your orange glow lights up the fields
    to warn us fickle fall will leave
    her footsteps in the snow.

    Coin Toss

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    Posted by crazy4yarn2 | October 6, 2025, 12:23 PM
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  2. Second Act Blogger's avatar

    Harvest moon yes
    But also a super
    Light our fractured world

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    Posted by Second Act Blogger | October 6, 2025, 8:28 PM
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  4. Chris Clarke's avatar

    This is strange… very rough but it’s alive

    https://lenticularus.wordpress.com/2025/10/07/harvest-moon/

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    Posted by Chris Clarke | October 7, 2025, 5:29 PM
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    • Bartholomew Barker's avatar

      I’m sorry, Chris, but I can’t read your poem. When I click the link all I see is a page with the words “A bright idea, coming soon”

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      Posted by Bartholomew Barker | October 7, 2025, 8:15 PM
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      • Chris Clarke's avatar

        OK, here it is without spacing… (I guess this is my Halloween entry as well)
        ———————————————————————————-
        Oh my God

        a sticky umber
        coats the chin
        the moon (always a Hunter’s Moon)
        bright and painful
        pierces the act

        I am heartily sorry

        each Fall
        each parley
        each choice
        hunger overwhelms
        to live another night

        for having offended thee

        life drains so quickly
        the pall so sallow
        living forever
        living shadow
        a prize no more

        I detest all my sins

        detest, that’s the word
        acts of desolation
        spread behind my paws
        the call to this
        cowardice

        with the help of thy grace

        Let me drink Your blood, light everlasting
        like drink from a former life, liquid courage
        let me face the deserved light, the coming dawn
        before the den is seen, my nature returns
        and am, again, unashamed

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        Posted by Chris Clarke | October 8, 2025, 11:40 AM
      • Bartholomew Barker's avatar

        Gothic and Gorgeous. Very well done, Chris. You can take the rest of the month off.

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        Posted by Bartholomew Barker | October 8, 2025, 6:22 PM

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