Carrie Richards Poet Terza Rima

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My Addiction

The music is low, as the pages unfold
A dusty worn novel, on bent-spinal shores 
These classic old books, are my treasures of gold

A narrative story, with mystery's core
Latitude England, heavy with multitudes
of somber descriptions, and fictional lore

Chapters reread, opened with gratitude  
Moldy with knowledge, elegant diction
Read once again, revises new attitudes

Timeless depictions are viewed with conviction
I find new adventures while reading each phrase
Loving old heroines, claims my addiction


My own place to spend time and ponder the maze 
and to find some conclusion, left in a daze


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For "A Vice You Love" contest
Sponsor Rob Carmack

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Andrea Dietrich December 2, 2015 at 6:03 PM this was MY "vice" many many years ago till VCR came along!! Congrats, Carrie!

CayCay Godwin December 1, 2015 at 8:22 PM Congratulations, Carrie - great poem ... CayCay

Teddy Kimathi December 1, 2015 at 6:39 AM Hi Carrie! Congrats for your #2 placement in the contest! ;-)

Dr. Upma A. Sharma November 29, 2015 at 9:51 PM Wow wonderful Carrie... congrats on first place win!

Eve Roper November 29, 2015 at 9:17 PM Congratulations on your win! My addiction too!

Sandra Haight November 29, 2015 at 7:42 PM Congratulations, Carrie, on your well-deserved First Place win! Awesome poem. Hugs, Sandra

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores November 29, 2015 at 4:18 PM Congratulations Carrie

Skat A November 29, 2015 at 3:16 PM Congratulations on your wonderful win. SKAT

Beautiful Scars November 29, 2015 at 12:29 PM WOW! Congrats on your well deserved win :)-lu *smiles*

Viv Wigley November 29, 2015 at 11:16 AM Evocative of a night alone, with that scirrup sound of a thickk leaf of paper being thumbed. Lovely write, Carrie, congratulations, and the winner, in my eyes. Viv x

Richard Lamoureux October 23, 2014 at 7:37 AM I love the mastery of your words. I could feel the texture of the book as if I held it in my hands and smell the yellowed pages as I turned them.

Terry O'Leary September 9, 2014 at 9:44 AM Ah... ensconced in a favorite niche with time and a good book... what more could one want... Terry

Christine Costello September 8, 2014 at 10:01 AM I really enjoyed this write-good luck in the contest. :-)

Jerry T Curtis September 7, 2014 at 9:14 PM Another Winner Carrie

Barbara Gorelick September 7, 2014 at 8:57 PM Carrie, this is so wonderful. Old books are a treasure. I found one once that had an inscription about where it came from and who it was given to. I almost wept. BG

Maurice Yvonne September 7, 2014 at 5:56 PM this is so well written. i don't know how any of the contest sponsors can choose between some of the poets here who in my opinion are brilliant. thank you i loved reading this. best of luck in the contest.