Drawn to the building standing so tall
What are the secrets hidden away after all
What is the voice that beckons to me now
So curious to find out somehow
Through the doors I enter with curiosity
Wondering what stories will unfold in front of me
Drawn to the area I take my seat at the table quietly
Searching through articles and sites to see what I stumble upon
My worries have escaped me, my frustrations gone
My hands type the words freely with ease
The knowledge I am gaining make me feel pleased
Time escapes me and suddenly I am told “5 minutes to go”
Carefully I pack my work again and tuck away the knowledge I now know
Thanks for the like and for dropping by my blog. I absolutely love that picture of the library – how I wish I owned all those books. I would never get out of there!
That library was in my university! It’s full of ancient tomes and there are usually interesting literary or historical exhibitions there, too. Plus, the Book of Kells is just downstairs.
If ever you’re in Dublin, go have a look – it has become one of the city’s attractions.
I WISH I owned a library like that!!
Thank you for letting me find you 😀
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I really like this poem, it’s got a great style and I can picture myself gaining the knowledge that you have written about. I shall definitely be following your blog! Thanks also for dropping by my blog, hope you continue to do so. Best wishes.
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Ever read Borges’ story “The Library of Babel”?
It’s what your photo brought to mind.
Beautiful. I love the picture as well.
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I tend to think the same way, but somehow the picture made me wonder whether it would actually be a nightmare to own all those books. Think of the feeling of responsibility to read them all and the hopelessness of ever managing to do so!
very good poem and image!
I love books. So do I need to go to a BBB meeting? Books Books (and more) Books.
What would I confess, addicted that I am? But then as poets we do have ink for blood! Thanks so much for stopping by my daily verse site. I will gladly bookmark another poetic friend! ~Jules
Me too lol
Thanks for stopping by my blog – and the like – I love your poem and that library, what I wouldn’t wish for one like that. It was so enjoyable it wa disappointing to get to the end 🙂 Susan x
That awesome photo is the library at Trinity College, Dublin and matches this piece very well,
You’ve made me miss the libraries I knew when younger. Quiet places full of hushed turning of pages and smothered coughs.
Ours now is a more child friendly affair that is often noisy and bears no resemblance to my associations of what a library is still in my mind.
I love the way your poem depicts that thirst for knowledge and the wonders that may be uncovered while time escapes our awareness. x
Awesome poetry with an awesome picture, a personal massive library would be a great thing to havee
What a beautiful journey. So enjoyed this
I just adore the library. “free books” and a world of possibility
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First, I loved your picture all of the books. In my dream life I would love to grab a cuppa tea, coffee, etc. and read every single book. I loved reading your poem. It fit so perfectly with the photo. Wonderful post.
Thanks for the like and for enabling me to find your blog. I love this poem, it is such an amazing experience getting ‘lost’ in a library where time becomes irrelevant … Until you have to leave!