Do not open the adventure book Tuttie was warned
But warnings for this girl are often poked fun at and scorned
She could not wait for the prissy librarians to leave
Knew now what fun shenanigan she had up her sleeve
She checked from the window to make sure they were gone
They are so persnickety, I wonder what planet they live on?
She opened that book almost immediately
A tiger jumped out and bit her hard on the knee
Chased her into another room where she locked it in
She ran back to the book and saw princesses giving a spin
Two knights and a dragon were rising high in the sky
A bear came toward her growling, she thought she might die
Tuttie ran to the kitchen with the beast at her rear
He stopped to devour a statue of a tiny deer
She spent the rest of the night locked up, praying for the prisses.
They came back the next morning, and were angry, there were no kisses.
Categories:
librarians, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
There are tulips in the gutter
perfect blooms,
destined for dinner with a friend,
they were meant for the table
but alas she was unable to attend
Categories:
librarians, death, death of a
Form: Free verse
Caren sat inside her treehouse
Sequestered sixteen feet in the air
Camouflaged by two sparkly leaved cottonwoods
The Della Bettas were arguing loudly
In Italian
They live up the block on the corner
In a green house
There was no denying their tones
She reached into her book pile
Librarians limited her to seven books a day
What to read first? They were all hand-picked this morning
She chooses seven every morning in the summer
She looked up from her pirate adventure
Hearing two happy women
Meeting at the clothesline, pinning up laundry
Her mother and a neighbor, their happiest time of the day
Categories:
librarians, me,
Form: Free verse
Libraries put biblioklepts on wanted posters
In workrooms next to aluminum coffee pots and toasters
So, the librarians will not check these felons out
Because they steal books and tapes without a doubt
Categories:
librarians, books,
Form: Rhyme
Louise was the bird caller girl
Started when she was two
An accidental meeting with a cardinal
Then a robin and two bluebirds
Pretty soon wrens and swallows were circling her stroller
What is it with these birds? Asked her governess
Her mother was determined to keep the family secret
Her great-great-great-grandmother had been a bird caller.
Birds of prey, water birds, even hummingbirds sought her out.
They hoped this talent would not come back to their family.
Yet, here it was in the form of little Louise
Louise was surrounded by birds all of her life
She took them to church, to school, and to the library
The librarians used to try to shoo them away
They finally had a special hat cage built for Louise
So, she can come in and read books, without being distracted
It is the best they can do for this automatic bird caller.
Categories:
librarians, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
time-changes
summon our brains
4d math-am-attic-halls
where-in echoes of 'oughts'
of some past-present-future
get shelved in exchange for
the librarians common sense
stan sand
Categories:
librarians, analogy, confidence,
Form: Free verse
In most of the movies back in the day.,.
women of the sixties wore glasses, so they could be smart
Women without glasses were thought to have empty non-thinking heads
In the sixties TV shows, all librarians wore glasses
Even the ones who did not need them
sexy women put their hair in ponytails and wore glasses
So men would be afraid of their smart brains.
When the women wanted to wow the men
They would take their hair down and
take off their glasses
The men's eyes would bug out.
They could not believe how attractive the women had become.
They barely recognized them and fell in love instantly.
As soon as the smart glasses came off.
we watched this on TV all the time when I was young
Categories:
librarians, nostalgia, women,
Form: Free verse
Owl somehow turned into a brand new encyclopedia tonight
His powerful wings changed into pages, as he flew out of sight
How did it happen? Some of the other librarians asked, amazed.
We have no idea, but he transmogrified, said a Thesaurus named Graze.
Categories:
librarians, animal,
Form: Rhyme
Looking back
we miss this day.
Seeking,
we forget what we already have.
Reaching for tomorrow
we sink in the flowing stream
of these living moments.
Our biographies are fictional stories
they speak of nothing that we are now,
and yet we write,
delight in the telling of old tales
and even as we record a life
it waits on us to be experienced anew.
Shake not the dead
for they have nothing fresh to say.
We were not created to be
librarians of littering paper trails,
but that actual Tree of Life,
each leaf a green flourishing
not another dusty volume
of things never to be seen again.
Categories:
librarians, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Light Bulb Thinker settled down to concentrate on work
Ideas were parading, from his job he did not shirk.
Librarians hushed their clientele, so LBT could think.
Phrases and vocabulary came to him in green, yellow and pink.
Wonder what is happening? Another thinker asked.
Not sure, said the book worm, is he comfy and masked?
Does he have to be? A patron asked in a hushed tone.
They watched the amazing thinker, as he sat still as stone.
Categories:
librarians, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Remember the move, The Music Man?
How our hero was terrified of librarians.
He said they wanted marriage.
They were hunters and trappers.
They look unassuming and innocent.
Their ways are wily, their traps are sneaky.
This librarian is one of those. The men do not know yet.
They are checking out books like mad.
Pretending they know how to read.
I am the older librarian now. I sit back and smile.
Remembering when the young lads discovered me.
Categories:
librarians, humor,
Form: Free verse
I do not like being shushed
But I did not used to mind it
When I was a child
Or a pre-teenager
Or a teenager
Or an eighteen-year-old who knew everything
In the library some think it is necessary.
Librarians do a lot of shushing.
I have been using libraries since 1957
So I kind of know what I’m talking about
I used to be shushed by old lady librarians.
That was fine. It was their job.
I held no grudges
Today’s librarians look to be
About twelve or thirteen
Many even younger
I hate to generalize
But it seems worse
to be shushed by librarians
younger than my pantyhose
Categories:
librarians, age, books, humorous, light,
Form: Light Verse
Zolpidem kept me late, the library had been open for hours.
Young children studiously ran amok
from one poster plastered aisle to another.
I have this thing about female librarians.
I had hoped to have grown out of such fantasies,
emerging perhaps like some immaculate moth
from the grubby chrysalis of this crumbling body but…
The sight of a full-figured, middle-aged bespectacled lady
pushes demanding impulses through my bloodstream;
I retreat to the dark heart of the Napoleonic wars
where history archives many a pervert.
Old men fight wars, the young die for them, but outcomes
(exactly when the bloodletting must stop), they are played-out
in the deranged minds of those who then publish the books.
Of course, they always knew they would get away with the lies,
probably knew that I would be here hiding
between these dishonest pages,
with nothing on my Ambien fueled mind,
but middle-aged female librarians.
~~~~
Categories:
librarians, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Learned Latest About Trump
About Trump were allowed to learn the latest;
Gargantuan, gorgeous and also the greatest;
Adores agragarians,
And loves librarians;
Has become hard to digest and we do detest.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Doctor of Limericks, DOL
I do love creating and doctoring
up limericks.
Categories:
librarians, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
I was studying in the library where
the solitude almost lulled me to sleep,
when out of the blue heard
a quaint noise that startled me,
Curious I got up from my seat
and started looking around,
replaying the noise I had heard
of the ping, poing metal sound,
Something had fallen or dropped
off a table or shelf,
something that sounded metallic
and nothing else…
I knew it would be in the
vicinity of my table close by,
because the noise was earth shattering,
considering the atmosphere morgue like and shy,
Thats when I stopped and looked down at the floor
and spied an object glistening very small,
next to the the librarians feet whose hair was in a untidy bun,
was her lone bobby pin that shone from the window paned sun.
3-5-17
Categories:
librarians, books, silence, solitude,
Form: Light Verse
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