Long Bookshops Poems

Wow well that's clever. I mean really really intelligent. Must have done all the research well. And drawn exact plans as to not make any errors. Roaring fires sit down in an ice bucket whilst...

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Hey all you poets its Christmas time again
Thoughts of writes oozing from your pens
Do you know what form you'll write
Leading up to Christmas night
I look forward to reading them, time and time again


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~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...

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The splendor of books touched him early in his life, 
absorbed in the stilled animation embossed in them, 
the nascent imagination of the three-year old
morphed within him as an exploring book worm. 

He grew up...

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THE BOOK LOVER

                        Some women pine for silks and pearls
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I am the word of God 
A unique collection of 66 books
I was inspired by the Holy Spirit
As the fountain of God's knowledge

I am called the Bible in bookshops and libraries 
In the hearts of...

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Dirty martinis and Cuban cigars
Fishnet  stockings on hookers Playing my guitar.
Long days at the beach
Women without wedding rings 
Making a list of my favorite things


Sex before Breakfast 
Out running the cops
A judge that grants...

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Christmas Rush

I was in a busy street and walked into a bookshop to buy a book for my sister as a gift
Back then when a TV set was expensive and only a few
had a set,...

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When I read a book it tells me a tale
It can be exciting very rarely stale
Books are full of words which tell
Stories in which the bookshops sell

Newspapers with stories that can say
All about what is...

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As I look into my Promise Box
The colored papers look so sweet
Rolled into tiny little scrolls
With Bible Promises to greet
I take one as I start the day
Or just before my sleep
God’s promises are so special
They...

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Double I'll grow, he says, if quit the books,
Throw the books and head towards brooks,
I will quit the books, leave this forlorn queue,
Rush to a wood, and lie beneath a yew.

I'll quit this queue that...

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The Great Man
 
Harry Lesly Smith was born poor in a slum 
he had no education but rose above because
he was of a sunny nature.
I read excerpts from his book (he wrote several)
and he expresses...

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Of bookshops I recall at least a few.
They dwell inside my mind, for with my past
they may have got torn down – those spots I knew
back in my state. I doubt that they could last
with...

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I have never 
Actually seen all this,
I just fantasize 
In theme parks and pubs,
During an Alumni picnic,
Or while exiting bookshops.

Dreamland concoctions,
Warehoused in letters 
After mundane names
Inherited from 
A not so erudite father,
I would have the...

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