Don’t get distracted by August. Post your poem in the comments below.
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.
Living Poetry 
Happy Monday! Here’s mine:
https://theelephantstrunk.org/2026/08/03/reflections-on-an-august-afternoon-american-cinquain/
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Posted by Nancy's Notes 🖊️♬ | August 3, 2026, 10:01 AMLove the “drowsy porch”. Thanks for sharing!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 3, 2026, 7:18 PMThanks very much!
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Posted by Nancy's Notes 🖊️♬ | August 3, 2026, 8:09 PMLovely photo ☀️ https://poetisatinta.wordpress.com/2026/08/03/living-poetry-7/
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Posted by poetisatinta | August 3, 2026, 1:32 PMLovely haiku! Thanks for sharing!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 3, 2026, 7:21 PM🩷
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Posted by poetisatinta | August 4, 2026, 9:58 AMhttps://alittlebitofeverythingwithlove.com/2026/08/04/blinding-sunlight/
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Posted by lisaapaul | August 4, 2026, 12:34 PMLovely! Thank for sharing.
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 4, 2026, 8:48 PMHere’s my take Bart 💜
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Posted by Maggie | August 4, 2026, 4:38 PMWow! Great work. Especially the ending. Thanks for sharing!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 4, 2026, 8:54 PMHappy you enjoyed Bella ( my dog ) and my take 😊
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Posted by Maggie | August 4, 2026, 9:20 PMYou were so cute
the first time I met you
your blonde locks
floppy across your face
your skin so young
I caressed your shoulder
your eyes peering into mine
I knew it was love
You were so cute
the first time I met you
your vernix-matted locks
floppy across your face
your skin so young
I caressed your face
your eyes peering into mine
I knew it was love
You were so cute
the first time I met you
your chestnut locks
floppy across your face
your skin so young
I caressed your ears
your eyes peering into mine
I knew it was love
You were so cute
the first time I met you
your snowy locks
floppy across my face
my cheeks so pale
as you caressed me
your eyes peering into mine
I knew it was love
and now it is August
the sun well past the height
the five of us older
running the course we share
oh life is so sweet
her eyes peer into mine
I always knew it was love
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Posted by Chris Clarke | August 6, 2026, 4:56 PMLovely repetition, Chris. Thanks for sharing!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 6, 2026, 9:21 PM