Best Nook Poems

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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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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What I wouldn't give most days
to run from the world and just hide
in a corner nook, with a storybook.
I'd immerse myself and time I'd bide

A...

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Through the years they worked their spells
     From drawers and cupboards, taking things
       That through...

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I am a hoarder of antiquities,
offering longevity to ephemera.
Obsessed with an insatiable 
urge for accumulation
I fill every available nook 
stacking layer upon layer
of emotional possessions…...

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A few poems written by Chan Hurst, (Just That Archaic Poet)

I hope that we can find some comfort in them at this sad time.


"A Rational...

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I will always remember the moment we met.
(Haunting woodlands in springtime, your slim silhouette)
The glint in your eyes sparked a tempest at dawn
overwhelming the dreams...

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keep dwelling in the clouds, my mentor said
and shun those who would drag you through the mud
their heinous wish to keep you seeing red
is Satan's...

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I learned a lot from Grandma
She helped me become a man
When I thought I just couldn't make it
She always told me I can

She taught me...

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Thanksgiving fast approaches 
and the bustling has begun
in an enchanting house, 
the House of Cinnamon.
With children home for holiday, 
the voices that you hear
are sunny...

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Rum was feeling playful so he went to find a mouse
He looked in every nook and cranny right throughout the house
But all the mice were...

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Take my hand and let me lead you
Let your strong hand be pliant 
In my soft and tiny one
Let me lead you

Enjoy the journey
Knowing my...

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A Little Piece of Paradise

An Eden-like orangery, her secret place for refreshing reverie,
a haven, from an abusive marriage, where her body and mind are free.
Away...

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Winter is approaching.
 I feel it in my floorboards; in my baseboards;
in every nook and cranny.
I wait to be filled again at this time of...

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The town that I was born in was a small and ‘one horse’ place,
where no one held a secret and we knew each other’s face.
Nothing...

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