Short Nook Poems
Short Nook Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Nook by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Nook by length and keyword.
Alone time at night,
Immersed in a gripping book,
Calm with candlelight.
Cozy in the window nook,
Content with a joyful look.
A-t
N-ight
N-ook
A-nd
L-oneliness
Y-i eld
N-othing
Topic: Birthday of Annalyn Javier (April 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
A-llow
N-o
N-egativity
A-nd
L-eave
Y-our
N-ook
Topic: Birthday of Annalyn Cabila (April 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Here is a stately nook
in various degrees of wear;
Flowers, shells, and myriad designs
grace o'er our good old books.
Living in the nook
Is never a curse.
Borders built of cash
Never works for me;
As the empty pot
From the nook, I found
Not the nook
Being empty is a curse.
My book nook is a tiny haven for me.
I can entertain myself in there for hours you see.
Becoming a pirate, a dinosaur, or Captain Hook.
All I have to do is pull out the right book.
J-oy
O-ffers
C-heer
E-agerly
L-etting
Y-our
N-ice
S-mile
I-solate
S-orrow
O-f
N-ook
Topic: Birthday of Jocelyn Sison (February 03)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Sanctuary of literary sound
where minds meander to get lost and found -
when lost, discover thresholds, not yet crossed,
or find the path you thought you may have lost.
March 9, 2021
I once knew a bright lad from Kinderhook
He cruised the library for a book
A gal he met in the lobby,
Said she knew a nicer hobby
And her hint for the lad was all it took.
written April 16, 2022
Ah, this is everyday bliss,
Fave author's new book, a kiss!
There are some people like me,
Who read the end first, tee hee!
Then unfold the plot's mystery,
In my book nook for literacy,
Daily reading time is bliss,
Open a new book, do I kiss?
A whistling kettle of alluring mauve,
A steaming cup of tea that conveys love.
Sunlight dancing upon a polished floor,
While gentle breezes whisper at the door.
Wrapped within a blanket, downy and worn,
Reading into the silence of the morn.
These little echoes of a quiet grace,
Turn the cottage into a resting place.
Succulents line the windowsill
Of a sunlight, drenched nook
Jasmine, draped, rafters spill
Down rows and rows of books
A gentle creak, follows feet
As they sweep across the floor
To a homely, cozy, quirky seat
Warmed as sun rays pour
Bustling streets, beyond the glass
A thousand worlds away
A witness to a life, so fast
Yet, in my nook, I stay
Would I love a book and a nook?
My fantasy world, imaginary,
To me, every book is worth a look,
Even an old dictionary.
Would I love a nook and a book?
Meet some new friends for free,
I could sit and read in my cosy nook,
any book, like Pictionary.
Would I like a nook and a book?
Yes, for these I would trade the Earth?
Reading books, in a nook, no sooks,
Yes, nooks and books are what it's worth!
Wrapped in fluffy fat rust colored blanket, staying cozy warm inside
Peering at fluffy tailed chasing squirrels who have nothing to hide
I open my mystery novel to a favorite chapter that tells quite the tale
My cozy nook a haven for my cat and I, a sanctuary where I sip my ale
Okay, it is coffee, where I meet my heroes, nemesis and literary friends
In well-love books stashed on shelves with flower arrangements at ends
he walks aimously about the galleys
calling to a sullen expressional nook
unexplained by raw humor
of the chastisement. of man's bitter hues
crawling beneath a mother's warm hem
he bestows her beauty as
wonder and wrath his rapture chafe
and yet crudely he sighs motionless
to his surrounding's a poshed
good evening awakened
the soundless voice captured
in just one glance
Writtenby Mrs. Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
I traveled through time
My imagination I took
where adventures abound
in a nook and a storybook
Up the beanstalk I'd climb
And many treasures I'd take
Then away I would run
Before the giant awakes
I'd travel to Lilliput
over the waves of the sea
and ended up ashore
where little people I'd see
Then I'll sleep a long time
and wake up with wrinkles
with a very long beard
Like Rip Van Winkle!
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