Books In My Mind

Old stories revisited and pictures viewed,

Words known from before, inhaled and imbued.

Classics to keep inside and forever,

Authors of wisdom and words that I treasure.

Turning the pages of yesterday’s books,

Remembering when I first had a look

At fantastical writing from many admired,

Enthralled by the images their stories inspired.

Then turning to new, where words are devotion

Embracing the talent of author’s emotions.

Wondering how they find what to say

In marvellous prose and poetic array.

Searching for new meanings inside the old,

In all of the stories I’ve ever been told,

In all of the writings I’ve ever read,

That now live inside me, exist in my head.

Profusion of persons making a trail

Imparting illusion I breathe and inhale.

Delightful depictions of destiny found

In reading and sorting these books all around

On library’s shelves where they live till I find

Rediscovered treasures I keep in my mind.

By The Fireside

Resist the urge to sleep your days away,

Though winter nights creep and steal the light.

Rather yet, snuggle in for tales by fireside,

Where flaming fantasies ignite.

Let leaping flares fuel imagination,

Transfixed by interlacing dance, coiling all around

Like lovers arms and legs entwined in burning glow,

Glazing eyes, as wonders therein abound.

One More Moment

One more day,

Is my request,

To laugh and talk and cry

At life and all its wonders,

Discussed

By you and I.

 

One more hour,

I would accept,

If life could happen twice,

To share a cup of tea or three,

Some biscuits

And advice.

 

One more minute,

I would take,

To hug and hold you tight

Knowing that, inevitably,

You’d be too soon gone,

Travelling through the night.

 

One more second,

For a smile

To light your lovely face.

Just one more,

Then I’d let you go

Back to your life of grace.

 

But every day in mind

You are

Just a thought away,

Remembered always,

Lovingly,

From birth until all days.