The Library by Toni Newell

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Shelves lined with books
different sizes and colours
each individually categorized
an order allowing one to find
what they are searching for.
But the magic is
what lies within the covers
pages neatly typed
creating a story.
Books that share or expose
an autobiography
others containing facts
documented, written for all
who wish to read them.
Novels filled with imagination
taking a reader to another world
where they can be lost and escape
the one they live in.
Romance which gives one hope
or despair
fiction taking us to the edge
and murder mysteries
which keep us guessing.
Picture books that satisfy those
who don’t want many words
and children’s books
that delve into imagination
of characters who don’t exist
outside the pages.
So many books to choose from
with individual appeal
all works of art in their own way
with Authors’ proud
presenting a cacophony of ideas
mounted on multiple shelves
in this distinguished building
which houses a library.

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The Old Fence by James Aitchison

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How long have you stood there,

by whose hand were you made?

Your slabs were rough hewn,

but carefully laid

into place, long ago,

still standing but weathered,

where a drover’s horse

was maybe once tethered.

Tell me, did bushrangers 

ever ride by you?

Did farmers’ children 

once sit astride you?

What stories you’d whisper

of history and such,

of old pioneers

whose memories we touch.

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Poem of the Day

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Lost

by Jenny Erlanger

 

The water beneath us is surging,

the thunder’s creating a din.

and swiftly a sense is emerging

of just what a pickle I’m in.

All hope of a rescue is shrinking,

I’m such a long way from the shore.

I’m trapped on a ship that is sinking

and teeming with pirates galore,

with villains who thirst for a killing,

who’d slice you apart with a hook.

I’m finding this ever so thrilling!

I love getting lost in a book.