Best Good Book Poems


Premium Member In His Good Book

I was touched by God today
While reading what he had to say
As I opened up His good book
I was invited inside to have a look
As I turned the page
My mind was engaged
To all the wonders inside
There was nothing  to hide
On how to get along
On how we must all belong
On all the rights and the wrongs
On faith, and how to be strong
We fall along the way
We fall short every day
His words can make us strong
Showing us where we belong
If we ask for help each day
Our needs met without delay
If we would just take a look
We will find it in His good book.

Premium Member A Good Book

A good book, unlike
a vintage wine is consumed
over and over.
© Ken Duddle  Create an image from this poem.

A Good Book

A good book takes you
far away to unknown lands.
Tears are shed. Death felt.

The fights are fearsome.
Futuristic tragedy
and past lives burst through.

Love stories flourish.
Characters become your friends.
History unfolds

Puzzle pieces shift
Clues hidden within the page
Space is tangible.


Premium Member I Always Love To Read a Good Book

~I Always Love To Read A Good Book~ 
( Rhyming  Couplet) 


I always love to read a good book 
And sitting down with one beside a brook. 
Non-fiction or fiction, who cares! I'll check any book 
And when I read a great book I just get hook. 

I love them all small or very big 
Any way I get them for me, you dig. 
I travel with them about just anywhere 
And they usually take me to places I do care. 

I like them all with just a little gig 
And they perform for me nicely a jig. 
When I see a book that I really like 
I have to have it, before it takes a hike. 

I buy my books from special places, but mostly new, 
Sometimes, I can't swallow all that I want to chew. 
Books! Books! And more, I love them all kind of books 
Keep them all coming, together with my checkbook. 

I just love to read LOTR and all the books by J.R.R.Tolkien, 
Jane Austen, and the Chronicles of Narnia by C.S.Lewis also his friend, 
Give me the Holy Bible, Victoria Holt, Stephen King and Anne Rice 
Nora Roberts, Jackie Collins, and J.K. Rowling, all, they're all quite nice. 

So buying books I shall never, ever stop 
I prefer reading any time than floors in my house to mop. 
My favorite stops are the art stores and the bookshops, 
And in my list books, are always right, at the top. 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2004



December.26.2015

Take a Good Look In the Good Book

as i read through the pages of the book that we believe 
i find the notion in this book that everyone has preconceived 

i find it to be a lie and a blatant hypocrisy 
what else can i call it? belligerent blasphemy?

the devils first lie is that we shall be as God's 
Jesus was a man i find that kind of odd

if Jesus was God then the devil was telling the truth 
genesis chapter 3 verse 5 is my proof 

"the word became flesh" how silly can this be 
i guess we are also to worship the pagan trinity?

please show me the word trinity anywhere in the good book 
trust me it's not there i've already taken a good look 

if Jesus is God and it is his path we are suppose to follow
how can i believe Jesus if the devils words aren't hollow????

The Runaway


Oh, lord
what’s the use in tryin’? 
Nothin’s turned out
the way I planned. 
I got the whole world
tellin’ me I’m dyin’. 
Think I’ll just lie here with
the Good Book in my hands. 
 
I’m on board
and bound for leavin’. 
No farewells 
from family or friends. 
Guess in the long run
I just broke even   
while I lie here with 
the Good Book in my hands. 

I won’t bother tryin’ 
to sell my soul
before I rest in peace.
I never found 
an ounce of gold in anything 
I claim to believe.
Reminded of my sins 
when I feel that linen 
soft against my skin. 

Oh, lord
too late for cryin’. 
Ran out of reasons
to save this man. 
I see four walls
closin’ in around me 
as I lie here with 
the Good Book in my hands. 

I won’t bother tryin’ 
to sell my soul
before I rest in peace.
I never found 
an ounce of gold in anything 
I claim to believe.
Reminded of my sins 
when I feel that linen 
soft against my skin. 

I got the whole world
tellin’ me I’m dyin’. 
Think I’ll just lie here with
the Good Book, 
die here with the Good Book, 
in my hands.


Your Name Is In a Good Book

Your name is in a good book
O' my Lord! I love
© Dr Zik  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Good Book

I've often heard The Bible referred to as The Good Book,
yet the bible discusses every depraved perversion ever undertook.
Don't believe me? Have a look.
I'm not being judgmental here guys.
Believe me, this light bulb moment for me was a freaking surprise.

A Good Book

A Good Book

By: Brandon Rhew

I know this sounds nerdy but,
What makes a good book?
Well I’ll give you a hint 
It isn’t how long it is or how many pictures are in it
Is it the author or the reader?
In my eyes its both 
The author makes the book
With it’s own story and it’s own characters

Wether they are original ideas or just another cliche.
The reader takes these elements to shape an entire world,
In their own unique view that the author may not have thought of
What makes a good book is the value to encourage
The reader to reread that same book for all the minor details,
Whether they’re there or not.

What makes a good but is the reader,
The author and the inspiration that the author used.
Not the public opinion because they just tell you what you want to hear

Devour a Good Book

Once a bookworm from Timbuktu 
Devoured every book he went through
He was quiet scary
Ate every book in the library
First editions, hardcovers and paperbacks too

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I'd Rather Read a Good Book

So much to complain about,
The choice for what to rant about gets bigger every day,
Just thinking about complaining is enough for my brain to
  put in a complaint of its own,
With other body parts about to follow suit.

The time it takes to process a complaint,
Are grounds for another.
Yet still injustice calls and every now and then my pen starts twitching,
Or I hear that familiar dial-tone and once again I have failed,
To calculate the odds of reaching ears that can distinguish a sour note,
Or of finding a mouth with a tender pallet,
So, I press forward sometimes in company, often a force of one.

Exposure to the limelight does not make my face glow,
There are other games I prefer to play.
I get no thrill out of complaining,
No sense of adventure calls me to come hither.
Many times, I have complained after the fact,
Or waited in vain for someone else to get off their couch.
Truth be told, I'd rather read a good book.

Yet the thought of losing the right to complain,
And living in a world where nothing ever changes,
Occasionally causes me to set my book aside and reach for my pen,
So, I won't have to reach for my gun,
As each day the price of not complaining goes up a notch.

Premium Member Why Not Read A Good Book


Reading books ~ a passion on a cold winter's day or night.

Dying, the Good Book Said

You can stop praying now
And open your eyes
You’ve crossed over to the other side
So what do you think?
Is it anything like the good book said?
You know the 1 you were read 
Just before you were tucked into bed !

The Good Book

This wonderful tree,
holds our family soundly,
that relies on God.

THE LOVE OF MOVIES AND A GOOD BOOK

7.Stranger Affair.

Reading between the lines of the end credits,
I realise I never knew you.
I could have asked but I was staring at you through the screen.
A one way mirror to identify the criminal who hurt me.
However, hurt people hurt people
So it was said men and women can't be friends,
And how we ended up a stranger affair.
A fatal attraction to the uncanniness of what shouldn't be,
And the good intentions of what we think is meant to.
A short stop along the wrong path at the spot where we'd secretly meet.
I have the option to move on,
Still I give myself up to hope...
That it isn't my ego that cannot cope,
As I try to recall having it all.
Throwing my voice only to find you are no longer my puppet ,
And I cannot pull at the strings of your heart anymore.
It would kill my girl to find out how I live for the chase.
Players only love when they are playing the game,
So femicide and misandry in the battle of the sexes is passed off as good sport.
I guess I forgot how to engage people any other way.
My girl is focused on the ring and does not know I'm a people pleaser,
Without any actual friends I haven't want to  over.
I am a merchant by the side of the road selling souvenirs,
Replicas of the truth to bring it all home.
Relative to my greed is a little profit for me to buy a wife.
At least until she finds her worth.
She deserves the world,
But I couldn't let Michal go free because a promise counts.
As we try to figure what's the deal with women.

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