Short Bookstore Poems

Red geraniums
Next to the backdoor
In the alleyway
Behind the bookstore...

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you read the times
or books on your mind
or do you just look
at the signs
do you seek much more
you no where to go
not the picture show
go tot  the
BOOKSTORE....

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they stopped for a few seconds at her favorite place
A used bookstore like no other
the proprietor watched the gorgeous couple.
Thrilled that Madeline had found a handsome beau...

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By Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric

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I found a book of ancient spells
It’s hard to read and it smells
I found it at a German bookstore
“My current meal is such a bore,
so this spell I scream and shout
give me a heaping wad of sauerkraut”...

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Heather, at the bookstore, told her this would be hard
The ladies in Lamaze, all delivered safely before her, said it was a snap
Sweat didn't even form on her face
Contractions fast, pushing hard and 
Now she has her baby...

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Love found itself at
The bookstore on the corner of main
Where two older people
Crashed into each other
While heading to the door
Sending books flying everywhere
They introduce themselves while
He helps her pick up her books and
The relationship between the two
Blossoms...

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They trade you one for two,
Within the same price range,
Their formula won’t change,
And later when you’re through
You’ll swap them for some new.

But when my life is done,
Will books I’ve written be
Recycled, mindlessly,
Will there be even one
Collectors hunt, for fun?...

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They trade you one for two,
Within the same price range,
Their formula won’t change,
And later when you’re through
You’ll swap them for some new.

But when my life is done,
Will books I’ve written be
Recycled, mindlessly,
Will there be even one
Collectors hunt, for fun?...

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I went to the BIG
bookstore and read
poetry by every author
that has been published.
Now, I can imitate them.
I can write you poetry.
I can give you a page of
thrift shop words—words
that belonged to someone else.
Please take them.
Hold on to them.
Hold on to me.
Soon, I will suffocate
you with my own words....

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Listen to poem:

Clay saucer
clay pot
potting soil
striped triangular stone
tiny green bud
tall bamboo stalk
fleshy green leaves
held in place by
patio umbrella crank
sits on latticed
black round wrought iron
table at Bart’s Books
Ojai, California,
quiet, peaceful,
so serene
till a bookstore-hating baby
screams....

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the clay walls

of the bookstore

drunk with know

-ledge feel the creeping

sin of life

perched down the tree

opens its eyes

in the dark room

(almost four)

A.M. the urge

to close its eyes

to the tail

shaking lost phantoms 

seas faces melt 

vision fuses flakes

of shadow calmly coaxing

the sun to rise…....

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I live in a garret on 59th street
  above a bookstore and an Irish bar.
  I listen to Classical music on a cheap
  radio and smoke Parliament cigarettes.

  I compose poetry. I feed my creativity
  with whiskey through my afternoons and
  write until my thoughts become mundane.
  There are brief moments of brilliance....

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There was a woman 
Today at the bookstore
On Bardstown Road
Her hair was purple
With a little green
Mixed in for class
I guess
She had glasses with
Black frames
Wearing a blue dress
Her breasts were pointy
Firm and round
I smiled at her
She smiled a fake smile
And we went
Our separate ways
Too bad I said
She was a nerd
Just a geek
Just my type...

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Books

What is a book, 
What is under that cover,
You will never know unless you open to discover.

The treasures inside are great indeed,
Just sit yourself down and read, read, read.

There are books of poems and books of jokes,
There are even books of plain old folks.

Books of animals, trees, snakes and more,
So hurry over to your local bookstore....

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Paper thin 
Frail to the touch 
Time passes 
It cracks 
And rips 
Stripped of beauty 
Left with age 

Dry and worn 
Sorrow upon the fingertips 
Musty smelling  
Spine broken 
Missing pages 
Wisdom remains 
Deep within ink 
    
With each new reader 
A new lover 
Caressed and full of hope 
A new adventure 
As the pages turn 
Listen for the its breath 
And its growing heartbeat...

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By Mulaudzi Ndifelani Eric

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hello,i have a book coming out on december 1st or just before barring any 
unforseen catastrophe called"SIN,A MEMIOR",and will beavailable at 
www.wordclay.com/bookstore.its an original write about the hellhole bosque 
bello cemetary in my town fernandina beach,and three ghosts that reside 
there.its a true story and its well written.please consider my book for 
christmas.thank you....

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A brown man with a full beard passes
I continue to read.

A young white man--handsome--
stops and sips at the fountain directly my left

An old women, wearing a winter coat with leopard print--wealthy looking--
hobbles by

A middle aged women--indeterminate--
walks slowly by

I catch a whiff of cigarette smoke

I say a quick prayer for her

I continue to read.
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From childhood adore with love
Penny save to run to bookstore
Reading and knitting all  day 
Eyes  and hands in drop of hill
In hugging  the sea breeze 
Inviting underneath no need to breath
Deep dive to sea as host

When came beneath  in dream
In wet hands hosting pearl of shells
Breeze of the sea escaped white curtains
A new day to wash with sea and sun

Run to bookstore than get  a new canvas...

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Bookstore, Musty Galore
Allen's Old Gold Discover,
SecondStory Pages of Glory,
Kelmscott Shelves Soar & Hover,
1st Editions Scarce Recovery,
Fore Edge Paintings Lover,
However It's Cheapo Papery,
Provides a Comfy Nest Plover,
Finding Fresh Author Flesh Scary!
Going Broke Buying A Great Cover,
I'm Not Waiting 'til Old & Hairy,
Grazing Tomes is Similar to Clover,
Diet As Extant Goodreads is Nary!...

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The bookstore door

startles open with

a man's hearty hand

and sincere smile 

landing upon

this skirted lady, 

bashful to be 

coddled, but

undoubtedly 

wanting it.

Mirrored cheeks widen  

like the open door

with hearts extending.

Thanks is verbalized

and humbly

appreciated.

He tilts his top hat

and I am flattered

by the flirt

of uncommon

courtesy.


4-9-2021...

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The masterwork of Cabbala is the Zohar 
I took a glance at it today 
in the mystical bookstore near me -  Namaste 
What I read about was the importance of the Sabbath
I usually attend services Friday night at the Reform temple near me 
The presence of God can be found 
if you open your heart to it
The scoffers non withstanding 
the Sabbath brings peace and healing 
and is something to look forward to 
after the week's toil...

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The day after Christmas 
Each year, without fail,
I hunt down my calendars 
Since they're on sale.

I head to the bookstore 
And search through the racks 
For the wall-hanging ones
Then I look through the stacks

Of the page-a-day versions;
I purchase both kinds
And I won't leave until
I'm content with my finds.

Could I buy them before 
And the sales disregard?
Well, the answer's "Of course!"
But old habits die hard....

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In the bookstore; need a gift.
Choices do abound.
Spend an hour in the aisles,
Looking all around.

Hard to tell what would appeal;
The present’s for a baby.
Though his shelves are empty now,
Each book elicits “Maybe.”

So I stand there, skimming through
The shiny cardboard pages,
Wondering if this or that
Will be one that engages.

Finally, I make a choice
As patience starts to dwindle.
All I hope is that as yet,
He doesn’t own a Kindle!...

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