Old Friends
Books, books, books
friends from long ago
Alice, Jo, Huck, Jane
Names written on my heart
characters that kept me company
on many a long lonely day
Books, books, books
the smell of ink on paper pages
the feel of them between my fingers
black letters dance before my eyes
taking me to new places and old
adventures to be had, tales to be told
Books, books, books
they can make me laugh, cry, think
stories take hold, don’t let go
till the last page is read to the end
many times beyond as my mind
takes flight, I am that character I find
Books, books, books
Old friends, new
safe havens, they never let me down
No one is ever alone, when they
pick up a book and open its cover
to worlds renowned……..
This poem came about from my love of books and the written word. Hope you enjoyed.
Reads well! 🙂
Just the final line has me a bit puzzled.
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how so?
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What does it mean?
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well I meant it to mean that when I open the covers of a book they can take me to places well known, like London, or Paris, or Africa 🙂
So I am never truly alone when I read, as they may even take me to the land of Dickens, or Mars even if I am reading science fiction.
Does that help?
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Well done!
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Thank you!
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Wonderfully done. A true writer and reader Ode’ to books. 🙂
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Thank you Kim 🙂
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This is a poem of true love 🙂 wonderful
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Thank you tiny! 🙂 It is true love indeed.
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Your love of literature and your connections to it are very clear Jackie I think you have expressive it very well indeed. They are permanent friends, ones who will never let you down.
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Thank you Michael, I have always had a love of books and stories. And you are right, they will never let you down.
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I love it, Jackie. Very well done indeed! 😀
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Thank you so much Dianne! 🙂
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I love the chorus – books books books – such a simple yet perfect chorus, like a rallying cry or call to arms! I have a favouite couplet in “Many times beyond as my mind
takes flight / I am that character I find” – it makes me happy when you can identify with characters in any medium but especially books! Lovely Jackie, as always.
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Thank you David. That’s a great couplet! I like that a lot. I have had a long love affair with books. 🙂
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It certainly shows Jackie – I can feel the love from all of the way over here:)
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All the way across the pond? Yeah, it’s probably that big. 🙂
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There are no more faithful friends than your books. They have never let me down. I didn’t finish that sentence. Wonderful poem. I like it a great deal.
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Thank you Marlene. tomorrow is the last day for the poems for a while 🙂
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Beautiful thoughts. To thinks of all the dreary, cold days books have saved me from experiencing this winter…
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Me too. This winter seemed never ending! Books are always welcoming.
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