Best Bibliophile Poems

Portrait of a Bibliophile


Be it time of photosynthesis or lunar luminescence, 
Diligently the boy pores over his book-
Sunshine or moonshine,
He is not arsine
To de-book himself.

For the book dear,
Has he divorced light-solar,
Burns he midnight electricity 
To delve deep into the pages dear.

The mother super-saturated 
With affection...

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What can I say about them –
Those treasures that have passed through my hands
Imparting their wisdom, their sorrow, their joy to me
Through the words that were so painstakingly put to paper
And then perhaps begrudgingly shared for all the world to see?

They have Life to me...

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The Bibliophile

She works a nine-hour day
Has a couple wines on the way home
And maybe dances with her friends
Then she goes home to an empty house
No family or pets
No friends, roommates or lovers
But, she is never alone
She embraces pirates and lovers
Doctors, nurses and children
She travels the...

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He was known for a puzzling idée fixe
for literature in an array of topics;
Not a citizen of particular themes.
Given to a pursuit of this literary ENTERPRISE,
he would hermit away and ravenously read, 
which left him with a pale VISAGE.
He'd dealt with comments of its PERNICIOUS...

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