Bookstore

Finding
It early morning
As brass bells sing
Old notes
Upon the creaking door
I step into the local
Used bookstore
Slowly

Slightly
Standing pausing
On squeeking floorboards
I close my eyes
For just a moment
Absorbed in warm
Comfort amidst the
Sly

Narrow
Fingers of sunlight
Slipping through
A high window pane
Illuminating particles
Floating gently
Fragrant

Amongst
The old pungent pulp
and the airborne
Musk of information
Seeping from between
These abandoned covers
Adrift

Upon
That vast sea of senses
Drawn deep in nostalgia
By currents latent
Hidden
Born beneath the waves
Within these books
Strong

Endless
Bulky volumes with
Fragile pages
Softly bent and
Stained with time
Shades of age
Subtle

Must
Smoke and dust
The scents speak
The gathered word
Of old ink black and-faded

Long
Masters of their prime
Bound within
Worn leather and Aged cloth
Woven tattered threads
Escape

Like
Eager ghosts
Timeless spectres
Surrounding me listless
In perfect
Communion

Reviews

[Wandering Minstrel]

Thank you for sharing this piece with us, it brings to mind some inspiring thoughts!

[Scott Wolfskill]

Great work! It paints a vivid image in my mind, and really gives the old books a personality I never thought possible. Thank you for reviewing my work too and for being so kind to me. :)

[Rene Velez]

a wonderful picture painted, bookstores are a dimension within themselves, well done Susan.

[Eve Ola]

Starting your stanza with single word, wow i love the writing style and a nice poem indeed

[Blake Fodor]

Excellent piece - and we thank you for that.

[Anne Timmins]

An interesting and enjoyable read - good work.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love this poem...i love the feel of a book in my hand, of turning the pages....putting a real bookmark between them when i pause.

nothing like real books...and for me, nothing like a small Bookstore, especially the used bookstores...
the big ones, Barnes and Noble and others, have just gotten too big for their britches...

but yes, books...someday libraries might be extinct...if e-books have their way...

[Lyn Anderson]

And this, my friends, is why E readers cannot replace the paper book. This is awesome, such rich imagery, just beautiful.

[Matching Socks]

I have a place like this that I visit too.
Good write my friend. :)