Poems About Reading Published by Members Recently Online
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Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
Beat Me to a Pulp
"... a type of work produced by half-educated and wholly incompetent writers for consumption by office boys, factory girls, and other persons devoid of culture and literary taste." - R Austin Freeman, "The Art of the Detective Story"
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
#art
#books
#PopCulture #reading
#PopCulture #reading
52 reads
3 Comments
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Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
Beat Me to a Pulp
"... a type of work produced by half-educated and wholly incompetent writers for consumption by office boys, factory girls, and other persons devoid of culture and literary taste." - R Austin Freeman, "The Art of the Detective Story"
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
#art
#books
#PopCulture #reading
#PopCulture #reading
52 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
Beat Me to a Pulp
"... a type of work produced by half-educated and wholly incompetent writers for consumption by office boys, factory girls, and other persons devoid of culture and literary taste." - R Austin Freeman, "The Art of the Detective Story"
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
#art
#books
#PopCulture #reading
#PopCulture #reading
52 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
24th Jan 2025 6:33pm
Beat Me to a Pulp
"... a type of work produced by half-educated and wholly incompetent writers for consumption by office boys, factory girls, and other persons devoid of culture and literary taste." - R Austin Freeman, "The Art of the Detective Story"
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
I try for taste, you understand,
and read sonnets,
collect novels that reap plaudits.
I accept manna from God's hand.
But often my taste reflects the dark mass
of office girls and workshop boys,
and so I fly like Lucifer, alas,
to folk fiction and pulpy joys.
Elysia's bookshelves...
#art
#books
#PopCulture #reading
#PopCulture #reading
52 reads
3 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
Bliss (etheree)
Cool
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
#happiness
#nature
#reading
190 reads
12 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
Bliss (etheree)
Cool
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
#happiness
#nature
#reading
190 reads
12 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
5th Oct 2024 9:29pm
Bliss (etheree)
Cool
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
crisp air
sweet chirpings
whispering leaves
carefree clouds sailing
across the azure sky
soft glow of the evening sun
soulful song and divine coffee
old book smell speaking ancient secrets
words dancing delightfully in mind's eyes
#happiness
#nature
#reading
190 reads
12 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
My Love Language (Quatern)
#love
#lust
#reading
857 reads
11 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
My Love Language (Quatern)
#love
#lust
#reading
857 reads
11 Comments
SweetOblivion
Poem Published
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
26th Jul 2019 6:58am
My Love Language (Quatern)
#love
#lust
#reading
857 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 10:06pm
16th Jan 2020 10:06pm
Soleils couchants
I heard this poem in a foreign tongue,
And instantly fell in love with the sound,
I memorized the verse like it was a song,
Proud of the ability I had found.
I struggle with the pronunciation,
My homely diction may not be the best,
Yet the poem gives me a fascination,
Because I like to recite it to myself.
I began to discover other works and text,
And pursued more of this foreign tongue,
Now I’m fixated on these silhouettes,
Like an old romantic who is feeling young.
Maybe it’s because it’s all so picturesque, ...
And instantly fell in love with the sound,
I memorized the verse like it was a song,
Proud of the ability I had found.
I struggle with the pronunciation,
My homely diction may not be the best,
Yet the poem gives me a fascination,
Because I like to recite it to myself.
I began to discover other works and text,
And pursued more of this foreign tongue,
Now I’m fixated on these silhouettes,
Like an old romantic who is feeling young.
Maybe it’s because it’s all so picturesque, ...
#love
#WritingPoetry
#reading
743 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 10:06pm
16th Jan 2020 10:06pm
Soleils couchants
I heard this poem in a foreign tongue,
And instantly fell in love with the sound,
I memorized the verse like it was a song,
Proud of the ability I had found.
I struggle with the pronunciation,
My homely diction may not be the best,
Yet the poem gives me a fascination,
Because I like to recite it to myself.
I began to discover other works and text,
And pursued more of this foreign tongue,
Now I’m fixated on these silhouettes,
Like an old romantic who is feeling young.
Maybe it’s because it’s all so picturesque, ...
And instantly fell in love with the sound,
I memorized the verse like it was a song,
Proud of the ability I had found.
I struggle with the pronunciation,
My homely diction may not be the best,
Yet the poem gives me a fascination,
Because I like to recite it to myself.
I began to discover other works and text,
And pursued more of this foreign tongue,
Now I’m fixated on these silhouettes,
Like an old romantic who is feeling young.
Maybe it’s because it’s all so picturesque, ...
#love
#WritingPoetry
#reading
743 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Reading Published by Members Recently Online
