9 Poems About Books
Those who love books will love these poems about books. Books can open doors of opportunity, they can take us on a journey, they can help us with life. Reading a good book, or a novel can be a relaxing pastime, it can take you to another place.
Be inspired and encouraged by these poems!
Short Poems / Poems About Books
Poet: Howard Carleton Tripp
Oh, books of mine! Ye take me ever
Over the broken span of years,
Where, in the light of Youth's endeavor,
Life one sweet dream of bliss appears.
With thee I feel as then, fresh-hearted.
Glad as the lark, as blithe and free
As when on Learning's way I started
To find the sweetest sweets in thee!
In gardens old and meadows vernal,
Neath shady elms with thee I walk.
And quaff from thee the sweets eternal,
Aye, with the saints and sainted talk!
Each treasured volume has a glory
That seems a part of the divine,
Each tells a truly perfect story
So beautiful. Oh, books of mine!
Poet: Alfred Lavington
Though ne'er so humble should our station be,
We still may mingle with the great and wise;
Roam, unmolested, the vast treasuries
Where wisdom's priceless gems are scattered free.
We may, at will, explore sky, earth and sea;
Man's heart and mind probe deep with Shakespeare's eyes;
With blind old Milton walk through paradise;
Of life and death possess the master-key.
With books as guides, with prophet, poet, sage,
In sweet companionship we daily dwell;
With kings sit nightly round the banquet board
By learning's light knowledge's gracious page
Shall render unto us a precious hoard
In an abundance inexhaustible.
Find A Nook
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Find a little nook
Where you can sit and read a book
You can learn many things
Or learn about life and what it may bring.
Books can take you to a place
And you can even discover space.
Books can make you laugh
Or you can look at the photographs.
Books can calm you when you're mad
And sometimes a story can make you sad.
Books give knowledge and wisdom
They can give solutions to a problem.
Reading is a wonderful hobby
What is better than a book and a coffee
Take the time to sit and read
It is relaxing, you will see!
Each life of man is but a page
In God's great diary; each age
A separate volume and each race
A chapter. For a little space
We write, and, childlike, cry our powers,
Nor deem His hand is guiding ours.
Friends In Solitude
My books, my friends in solitude,
Which never mar my quietude;
Whose silent voices gently speak
In the great thoughts I love to seek.
Such company I ever find
A help to stimulate my mind,
And stir the feelings of my heart.
Which rise above all formal art.
I love to think of them away.
When I from home may go to stay;
And hope again their face to see,
Ere many days shall come and flee.
They never, in a fitful mood,
Do speak or act in way that's rude;
But always in a pleasant style.
They seem to greet me with a smile.
While things around me often change,
And take a course that is quite strange,
These friends are always of one mind.
And show a spirit mild and kind.
In books are treasures more than gold.
Great thoughts come down from minds of old,
Embalmed in forms that ever live,
And never cease their life to give.
How grand the monuments of mind!
Which leave all others far behind;
And shine with light that is sublime.
Lighthouses on the coasts of time.
Poet: Ralph Eergengren
My Pop is always buying books;
So that Mom says his study looks
Just like an old book store.
The book shelves are so full and tall
They hide the paper on the wall,
And there are books just everywhere,
On table, window seat, and chair,
And books right on the floor.
And every little while he buys
More books, and brings them home and tries
To find a place where they will fit,
And has an awful time of it.
Once when I asked him why he got
So many books, he said, "Why not?"
I've puzzled over that a lot.
This Is My Dream
Poet: Theodosia Garrison
This is my dream, to have you on a day
Of beating rain and sullen clouds of gloom
Here with me, in the old, familiar room,
Watching the logs beneath the flames' swift play
Burst into strange conceits of bud and bloom.
The things we know about us here and there,
The books we love, half read, on floor and knee,
The stein the Dutchman brought from oversea
Standing invitingly beside your chair,
The while we quote and talk and - disagree;
Rebuild the castles that we reared in Spain,
Reread the poet that our childhood knew,
With eyes that meet when some quaint thought rings true.
Oh, friend, for some such day of cheer and rain,
Books, and the dear companionship of you!
Take A Look
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Oh, the many books I have read
Some quite good and others I dread
Short ones, long ones on many different topics
New ones, old ones, some are truly relics.
You can lose yourself in a story
And there are ones full of glory
Ones to help you cope with life
And others about being a good husband or wife
But all of the books ever written
The best one we have all been given
Is the one that was inspired by God
It is complete and very broad.
The Bible is the best self-help book
If you haven't read it you should take a look
It is full of life stories that we all can see
That life is, at times, not so easy.
The pages of the Bible are full
Once you get into it you will find a pull
To understand the culture at the time
It helps with life's small and big climbs.
It is the all-time best selling book
Which people at times overlook.
Many have tried to destroy the words
Only to find it still moving forward.
The pages are full of ordinary people
People like you and me
God uses those to show his ways
He loves you each and every day.
So if you haven't read this book
Take a moment and have a look
Talk with others who have studied the book
And your life will have a different look.
Poet: Emilie Poulsson
Books are keys to wisdom's treasure;
Books are gates to lands of pleasure;
Books are paths that upward lead;
Books are friends. Come, let us read.
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