he stopped to read
and found himself
a world away
Tag: Reading
There Is A Place
She does what she must do,
And is a loving, loyal friend;
She takes care of her family,
And toils without end
To keep all of them healthy,
And to bring joy to each day;
She strives to be creative, and
She often finds a way
There is a place, though, that she goes
When she needs to reboot:
One might not even notice her,
So hidden and so mute
But there, her laden mind takes rest
Inside each turning page;
A place she’s so engrossed that she
At last can
Disengage
To share is human:
Common Thoughts #13 – Reading
Reading is like running –
Only for those
Who would know the elation
Of going the entire
Distance
To share is human:
Day Reading
reading
she spent the whole day
space;
living in a different
uplifting
I’d say it was
face
just to see, upon her
concentration
the look of
bliss
and the total, utter
else
to see her travel somewhere
this
away from all of
To share is human:
More Than Once
A man I know
Drinks Starbucks every day
But doesn’t understand why I’d read the same book
More than once
To share is human:
Mary
Mary, in the B&N café,
Twirling her long brown hair;
Sipping her second latté, and
Seeing who else is there
Mary, with glasses down her nose,
Reading Cassandra Clair;
Pausing a sec to stretch her toes,
Sinking back in her chair
Mary, as day begins to fade,
Rising, picks up her phone;
Everyday in this crowd arrayed
Yet she is all
Alone
To share is human:
The Pre-Believed
So, on my left is Kierkegaard
And on my right is Kant;
The many-thousand things I’ve read
In need and hope and want
Much puzzlement belabored me,
But much good I received;
Back when we read to learn
Not just confirm the pre-believed
And as to where I ended up,
There’s really no such thing;
Until our journey’s over, we’re
Always learning
Something
To share is human:
It Used To Be Harder
It used to be harder to read a book
To find a book
To buy a book
It used to be harder to read a book
For most, in days gone by
But now you can read on a lighted screen
You can find the book
Can afford the book
Its easier now, then, to read a book –
But we don’t.
Tell me:
Why?
To share is human:
Ravenclaw
First reading, he had to take stock of himself:
He’s not the steady, industrious type
He’s not the grasping, ambitious type
And cowardice is a flaw —
But smart he was always supposed to be
And so he inferred, as he read, that was He —
He was a Ravenclaw
Then he looked again at the end of the books:
That he would be a loyal to all his friends
But he could still strive for his personal ends
And try to be brave at that —
So maybe the Ravenclaw part of He
Is good, but not all that he can be
For he is more
Than that
