Best Bookshelf Poems

Custodian of nostalgic memories,
I cannot help but glance at it everyday,
for it holds in its fold nearly forgotten stories,
that in the distant past used to make my heart sway,
now awaiting the urge within my soul to recreate 
and so relive the charm of mystical echoes,
that...

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When that storm arrived,
the entire congregation 
in genuflection 
knelt before 
Her poetic prayers,
they saw themselves shining,
eventually, in Her reflection 

scandalously quiet 
like perculating thunder, 
their minds cracking open,
their whole chicken little sky 
falling closer ever inward 
whipping sharp luminescent veins, 
a lightening of sorts, on...

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a home for stories 
blankets of dust on some
the likes of Carroll, Poe, and Hemingway
all within reach of twelve year old me
whose feet were planted squarely
whose mind was planted elsewhere 
in my room just down the hall
from the loving demons of our past

these travels along...

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Words leap from the crowded bookshelf
Each vying to be heard

‘Look the mighty have fallen and
Time is in despair-

‘Hark’ the buzzing drones
Battle cries pierce the darkened skies
The rider on horseback flees the night
Chased by the ominous breath of
The winds of change
Destruction and misery our behest’

‘Where is...

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It all started with Rowling and Gandhi but you wanted more. Remember when Paulo Coelho joined in and brought Milton along with him. Wasn't that a party. You started craving attention and soon this family added Orwell, Kafka, Dostoyevsky and Plato. 

It all started with...

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I was told I should start reading to improve my abilities
this is how they go about maintaining ones stabilities
As I scavenge the selection, I'm left with several options,
however I'm just looking to fulfill my visual perception
I know there's more knowledge to obtain but I don't...

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When my parents
returned from England 
   They brought me 
a leather bound copy of the Hobbit
    Now it sits proudly 
on my bookshelf 
   What a fantastic story!
Full of hobbits, dwarves, goblins
    wizards, orcs ....

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So many friends live side by side
Here on my bookshelf
Sweet stature and pride
To help me conquer self.


Over the years a growing pile
Loitering patiently
Anxious to prime fine style
Swiftly and most surely.


My mental diet of food for thought
Is a daily intake
Authored by minds that plot
Feelings and thinking...

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The poets are the quills of God. The quills
write down the masterpieces that cause chills
along the spine, goosebumps, tears of the pleasure
in godly rhymes that feed into the treasure
of poetry. The quills write down as well
the platitudes, the clichés that, to tell
the truth, are different...

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upon opening the door,
i saw my bookshelf had broken,
beat down by the weight of
the barbell which i had 
foolishly set atop &
so, relishing in the chaotic
spill of beautiful
books,
now laying all over the floor
in a mess, 
i wondered why i had ever invested
in a bookshelf to...

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Deep inside you will never find.
The darkest moments inside your mind.
Like a thousand books of emotions.
A mind full of love pain happy sad potions.  
As we Try to talk before you walk. 
But as we grow it is all erased just like chalk.
The tears...

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Bookshelf was bragging a little bit
Plants love my shelves!
End table had a hissy fit.
observed by three elves.

Why do you brag like this? She angrily said.
Irritated because her orchid plant was terribly dead.

Bookshelf had a bit of a secret too.
Plants that loved him were the ones...

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woah! look at that bookshelf,
it's split into three sections,
how convenient,
there's a politics section, a sports section, and a fiction section,
some of the books look quite interesting,
I'd steer clear of the Hillary Clinton book though,
she can go die in a hole,
(maybe that's a bit harsh. I...

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ode to my book shelfs filled with unread books

My house is filled with books
thousands of books
old books mostly
lots of musty classic books
lots of poetry books
lots of how to do it books
lots of history books
lots of thrillers, SF books
so many books
and they  are my friends,...

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Like spider silk woven into human form.
gliding in the air as it moves and beckons.
grasping the metal of an old light pole.
Head turning and seeming to look at me.

I ask, if you ever came back to us again,
how annoyed would you be at the traffic?
Would...

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