Best Bookstores Poems

Quote By Poet: "I like to bring my imagination out in writing so you can bring your imagination out in reading."

Books call my name,
the bookstores are not to blame.
Writing books and poems give me joy,
better than a brand new toy.
My imagination and creativity I can...

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Excerpt from Resonance of the Soul – Flowers and Harmonics. This poem appears in the soon-to-be-published anthology, published by IEME LLC, and coming soon to Amazon and major bookstores. It is also featured on YouTube, bringing its words to life through spoken expression.


When a man...

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How to Find the Shop
A whispered map for the bold, the broken, and the slightly curious.

--A cryptic guide for those who seek the odd, the magical, and the mildly cursed.
Read at your own risk.
Side effects may include wonder, confusion, and spontaneous teleportation.

It won't be there...

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1. Lasagna Recipe
2. How to replace alternator 
3. Bookstores near me
4. Coffee shops near me
5. Breve
6. Breve vs latte
7. How to tell if your house is haunted
8. Derealization 
9. Common ghosts
10. How long to boil eggs
11. Chairs stacked in a pyramid
12. Footsteps 
13. Hearing footsteps
14....

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As I Recall, is a collection of humorous and heartfelt short stories and poetry sharing moments from a life full of laughter and love. I have long wanted to record memories of my childhood for family and friends. But, I was so busy with life,...

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Pastor Warren’s church in Orange County, Unity of Tustin too
There’s hardly anyone not affected; it’s sad but it’s true
Bottom lines are red, tithes & love offerings are lower
More people out of work, homes in foreclosure
Spending is dropping, business is slower.

Statistics say on average 34.5% of...

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Books line my bookshelves, dog-eared with love.
Hardcovers, paperbacks and a few leather-bounds.
Some classics, some romances and poetry abound.
Rummaging in used bookstores plays out in my mind.
I'm always seeking out those special finds.

I'm drawn to the unique old musty, heartwarming smells,
Especially the leather-bounds marked with old...

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He sat at the bar,
She had just left
To use the restroom,
And he pondered
His situation.

Yes,
She was beautiful,
Curves in the right places,
Weave perfectly done,
Not a track in sight,
Outfit exhibiting all
That God had blessed her with,
But.....

But she spent more time
In the hairdresser's chair
Than she spent in bookstores.
Philosophical conversations
Left...

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There's a game known as Chess that I learned as a lad
But in spite of the passage of time I'm still bad.
I can not see ahead seven moves like some do;
If you say, "Bobby Fischer" I'll just come back with, "Who?"

I speak French when I...

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Poems about Things that Break II
 
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
 
 
 
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
 
You came to me as rain breaks on the desert
when every flower springs to life at once,
but joy’s a wan illusion to...

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I often find myself lost in a daydream like trance,
for it has always been my wish to travel France;
to Paris, know to be the city of culture and romance.

Escaping reality, I walk crisscross cobbled streets,
stop at a terrace for cafe and croissant treats;
go to the...

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Each time we learned, new life had been birthed,
down deep where true love grows quite fast;
Our greatest hopes, as parents unearthed,
the sum of our love's storied past.

Daily our preps, made for good cheer:
Maternity clothes and bookstores,
A decorated nursery, then poof—toys appeared.
All the while knowing each...

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The wind came in from the sea and blew me to pieces
scattered me through the hills of the Mission and Noe Valley
i saw it all

the saint of the fog was welcoming me

as i assembled my self on the north beach
The husk of me drifted back...

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We are the lyrical lunatics who
attempt to receive our well-deserved props.
We seek any available venue --
museums, bookstores, churches, coffee shops,
libraries or parks -- it doesn’t matter:
Wherever there’s an audience, we’ll go.
We’re mad as the proverbial hatter.
Although we may try not to let it show,
the very...

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Returned to the coast of the 
mind, the tide of energy 
wetness, rising in and out 
we sat on the park 
bench, the sun rays a warm 
blanket upon skin 
cracked out galling gulls 
stared wide-eyed, beaks
gaping chasm of nature 

Allen, oh Allen! Oh Ginsberg!
how...

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