Operation Library/Afternoon Adventure
| There were distractions galore So I moved out the door And down the street I moved my feet. I heard a tweet, Louder than the others, A message just for me. So I seek out the strange staccato sound, Which is a little like laughter. Maybe they laugh at me, or with me. I’m giggling at the mad squirrels As they dash to and fro And those chickadees are getting frisky. Spring is in the air, So many robins in the grass there. Oh, right... Operation get me to the library... Here, at the library, all cozied up in a nook (a book nook, if you like). I hear papers rustling; Some people still read paper. Voices murmur in muted whispers. The bookcart creaks across floor. There is always work to be done. Hushed laughter indicates pleasure In a world of words. Words in books. Numbers to show the way. There is order, here. Dewey liked everything in its own place As peaceful as it is upstairs, Downstairs, the squealing, singing and playing tots enjoy the day Some folks choose magazines, Others head to bestsellers to see what’s #hashtag #trending, Some, to new releases, with old endings. My mind wanders. I wonder: how many books have ever been written? and have they all been read? Is that even possible? I ponder. There are way too many books to count, Let alone read... and if a book is never read is it still a book? Anyway, Just hanging out in my library nook Trying to write for 30 minutes. It’s not so hard, surely. Surely, it’s not so easy. I look, I watch, I’m hungry. Need food to sustain brain... I brought lunch. No excuses. Keep writing. Explore. Love. Learn. Adventure. Embrace the magic; Endless discoveries... |  
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Putting the pen to the paper: This poem was created out of my 30 minute ‘Free Write’ at my local library. I noticed my prose was poem-y, or my poem was prose-y, so I did a quick edit as I inputted the words into the second draft. ** It is still a work in progress.
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