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a young man
skips into
the serenity,
found only in the confines of
a small library
on a work day afternoon.
a young man
punctures the
stillness
with a loud
monosyllabic
laugh,
“heeeeeeeeee.”
a young man
returns to the same
back section under the
“books are big fun”
dinosaur poster.
secretly,
i wish i could be that free.
secretly,
i wish i could shock the silence.
secretly,
i run alongside him
till his caretaker comes and shoos him out of the building.
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“secretly,
i wish i could shock the silence.”
Brilliant.
you are very kind!
ooooo, this is lovely. thank you.
thank you for the lovely note.
some beautiful imagery, and brilliant shock of the last line….
thank you so much!
The disabled so often have the ability to encourage, to uplift, to free even–this is a wonderful observational poem. Thank you so much for following!
thank you so much for the feedback, and you’re welcome.
Oh what a wonderful play of words! I love it!
thank you!
I find myself in a similar situation, wishing to relive my youth, every time I see my little brother play around, free from the hassles of responsibility.
Anyway, lovely poem!
you got it!
Loved what you are portraying here…no judgments..no insecurities..just being who you want to be
exactly! thanks for the encouragement.
libraries are magical, they can take us to wonderful places – and give us hope and inspiration to dream. This was a fine poem.
what a beautiful sentiment. thanks!
Wonderful – you got right inside my head and more.
what a wonderful thing to write me. thank you.
It’s a powerful poem – you deserve it.
thank you!
Thank You for visiting my blog. I Just follow you. Happy New Year 2013….
happy new year to you and yours too.
hm, libraries. yoove stumbuld awnto my corner of WP, didja read the Narnia one?
yes i did. i liked the beer with the guys, beer alone line.
wotta memory! (u have)
thanks for visiting my blog first of all…and hey, i love the way you write…it is just soo vivid,descriptive…will be looking forward to more of your writing…
you’re welcome and many thank yous.
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thank you for the mention.
I wish I could come and see this library that you are blogging about. However that is not possible as I live too far from you in California. Thank you for a delightful blog!
Well I guess it’s fair, cause there are bunches of stuff I want to see in California but can’t from the east coast.
Thank you for the compliments!
You are welcome! Have a great new years! http://www.segmation.wordpress.com
Just spot on. Really like this. Love the very last verse. Going to enjoy reading more of you stuff
thank you! I am glad you enjoyed it.
Every library needs a dinosaur poster.
I think sometimes our inner child shouts, “heee,” while our inner caretaker pulls it away. I work hard to spend time with my inner child.
my inner child thinks your inner child rocks. thank you for the insightful share.
Reblogged this on cftc10.
Superb entry, and much deserved placing on Freshly Pressed!
thank you for such kind feedback!
Freshly Pressed – Richly Deserved!
thank you so much!
A poem that speaks for many of us. Wonderfully direct, engaging writing. You had me smiling from the first verse, wanting to know more– well done! : )
I am glad you smiled. thank you for commenting.
How beautiful! I love it!
thank you for the compliment.
What a beautiful it is…!!!! Lovely!!!
Beautiful Pic.
thank you!
“secretly,/ I wish I could be that free.” Nice! And yet it makes me want to yell in that library to the speaker: “Be that free and run around the library!” Some good musings here.
what a great idea.
#CoolBlogPost @DrAnthony
thanks, doc.
I LOVE it! Wonderful visualization! Its such as happy poem! Thank you!
no..thank you!
Fantastic – congratulations on making it onto ‘Freshly Pressed’, I was inside this poem from the opening line. One you can read and read again.
thank you thank you thank you!
Love it! And congrats on getting in Freshly Pressed. Well deserved!
thank you thank you!
That was gorgeous writing about a very relatable experience!
thank you!
Beautifully written! Congrats
thank you!
a young man skips into the library,
into the cool silence of an area devoid of todays pressures
he picks up a book and reads it
unfortunately its by Jack kerouac and therefore full of self-piteous whining so he puts it back.
and who can blame him?
ok. its not quite as snappy as yours but i’m at work so therefore have my brain disengaged.
i like libraries.
thanks.
your feedback made me smile. i like libraries too. thanks for commenting.
Very engaging. I love the title Two Afternoons in the Gordon Avenue Library! Took me back to my college days when I had some whole afternoons to spend in what we called “the Morgue” at our main library on campus. It’s the basement plunged in complete darkness and you have to pull at a string to turn on the light at the row of shelves in which you are searching for books. The imagery to me was a metaphor for the light of print. Books light the mind and light the world — but depends on what you are reading.
interesting. you have a way with words. thank you for the feedback.
What a wonderful poetic journey. Congrats on being freshly pressed.
thank you!
good poem!