At The Beach | Bartholomew Barker

My castle stood resolute
ramparts thick and towers tall
seashell embellishments
and a broken sand dollar sundial
safe in the keep

As shadows grew longer
waves eroded walls
the tide flooded the moat

And I celebrated
an honest day’s work


Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina. 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 poetry was served in 2017.

http://www.bartbarkerpoet.com/


4 thoughts on “At The Beach | Bartholomew Barker

  1. Because building that sandcastle makes you feel like you’d done something meaningful, that’s why even as the tides took it all away, you have, no regret over it, if we can all, carry this, attitude toward our separate, lives, then, the world would be, a way, better, place than, how it is, right now…

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