[NicknamedBob]

Books

Books in boxes. Books in racks.
Books in hallways. Books in stacks.
Books on shelves and closets tall.
Books on every patch of wall.

Books where sunlight makes them fade.
Books around that I’ve mislaid.
Books my wife has gathered in.
Books beginning now to win.

Taking over in my life,
Books now keep me from my wife.
In the doorway of the den,
Stacks of books have grown again.

I go around the other way,
Easing back to hit the hay.
Unless subtly they have crept,
Into the space where once I slept.

Striving now to find a nook,
Not encumbered by a book,
I subside into my chair,
To find a book is waiting there.

Some few minutes reading now,
Will help me with my sleep somehow.
And when I nod and stiffly wake,
I’ve lost my place, for Heaven’s Sake!

NicknamedBob . . . . . August 30, 2007

[JustAmy]

Good afternoon, NnB.
Perfect poem to go with that picture! Thank you.

Happy Read Across America Day"!

[Kitty Mittens]

Meg, your Butterfly Post in #155 is So Very Beautiful! Just Breathtaking!

Bob, I Love your 'Books' Poem, and Thank you to Everyone who Pinged me!

[OESY]

A Book

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!

— Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

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