Best Books Poems

Placid rain gently kisses unblemished windows
as leaves fall in an Autumn breeze.
In the distance cinereal clouds congregate,
converging upon the city's royal citadel.

Oblivious to the storm,...

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If I  had a pretentious brain
which acts faster than my heart
Maybe then,I would abhore this soul
which spreads freely through each verse
Maybe then I would...

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I Love . . .

to snuggle in my bed, no one around,
the purring of my cat the only sound.
And whether near a window streaming light
or...

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They stand, silently,
shoulder to shoulder, upright,
save one at the end, leather bound
who slouches, James Dean fashion.
Six with blue covers, gold blocked,
uniform, like Trumpton Firemen.
All wear...

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In the library, at last I am freed
from others’ wishes for what I should read.
Book after book I most gladly peruse
with all these free hours...

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Oh, give me a nook and a storybook
there at my mother’s knee.
Or tucked in bed, a pillow at my head
as father reads to me.

To hear...

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Around midnight, in the library I found myself drawn,
to these shelves haunted still by Poe, Stevenson and King,
as a rare, late October storm brews beyond...

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Inspired by Chris'tanka contest ~Now, for the contest :)...

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I had waited for you seemingly forever
So long did it take before you were to come into my life
But in so many ways you had...

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While resting in my nook, breaths grip
As lampshade marks edges of leaves;
That  I wander into the scene
On pages afloat, a tale weaves .
Listening to...

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Brody

I bought two new books for you today my sweet boy.
The Wizard of Oz and the Jungle book should bring joy.

I'm very proud of how...

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Whenever I walk inside I feel at home;
enraptured, from shelf to shelf I roam
till a book catches my eye
as I flitter by
smell sends me
high
rapidly
while senses...

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You know me as a poet, and writer of poems rhythmic,
I take poetic license, violating rules and conventions;
telling a story using figurative language to share,
...

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Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters; turning

Amid my spindrift Soul wherein loves tumult rages....

Crashing through this pulsing heart that knowingly craves her ~

Aneath these turquoise...

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Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me. 

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to...

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On the land of miracles,
Took place a miracle,
Missile man of our country was born.
People's president he was known,
APJ Abdul kalam was his identity.
Paving a path...

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My neck crooked backward,
I stand between the stacks
feeling the weight of centuries, 
the distilled wisdom of minds
who graced the earth with golden words,
words that pace...

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Crazy wind whispers 
Into the ears of ‘champa’
A light scented Indian flower
Trees are full of them now
Your love in each and every bough


The breeze is...

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My Grandpa was inimitable… uncommon.
He could make a story out of a passing wind
and have me crying, giggling like an imp--
this God-given knack could spin...

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What would I give for a book and a nook
I'd forfeit some cash from my pocketbook
Surrender my coat to a hanging wall hook
Then give it...

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A nook in the corner, off to the right..
A haven, housing a hundred homes.
To there, where wakened dreams do hide, 
My wandering mind so often...

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and so you dust the book that's me
right off the shelf called LOVERS
You have found the others not to 
be as enthrallingly intense

caressing the gilded...

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I scanned the shelves to pick a book
That seemed to be appealing,
From those adjacent to my shoes
To those up near the ceiling.

Selecting some that might...

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I’ve watched the societal winds of change
blowing all my life.
The transformations they’ve brought about,
to say the least, are rife.

I know of many who once served...

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I took a book out of the library
where it must have stood amidst
its brethren for 25 years, unused,
unborrowed-- I know this because
its pages were crisp,...

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