One Is Never Enough


Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #186 & Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Celebration


what is your recommendation
what is the latest you've read
perhaps i would like it too

books are always a cause for celebration
more stimuli for our fantasies
more reflection in our souls

and i get to add another ten 
     to the twenty 
         already on my side table

Reblog – Reading to live by ESP

And this is why I love WORDS!!! This poet has clearly articulated what words do to and for us crazy writers/poets/authors AND readers. Enjoy the flow and the truth in this piece. 🙂

ESP rambles...

Like a moth
that finds its flame,
like a lover
in the sweethearts lane,
I read with rapture,
every book that I can.

Every word tells me
that once I am done,
nothing, not even I,
would remain the same.

Every story, and every poem
infects me, contaminates my soul,
and with each a part of me is lost,
in every book I can hear the call,
to let go, to perish and be born again.

It’s not just words
that characters are made of,
but bits and pieces
of me bring them to life,
every image I provide
completes the metaphors,
that the poet had left
unfinished out of strife.

Like a moth that
is now part of the flame,
like a lover ignoring
the world is called insane,
I lose track, become the book,
to discover myself again.

Some fret over life,
the universe and a lack of…

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Confession Time

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I’m feeling a bit guilty lately. And cranky about it. Forgive me for what I am about to say. Please.

There are so many writers I follow, but I’m falling behind in reading them. Know that I wish I could spend more time doing exactly that. But life, commitments, goals, and other passions are pulling me at me always. Sadly, there are only 24-hour days, and I have to prioritize those things which require self-preservation, devote the correct amount of time to those things which have deadlines, and choose wisely where I spend my free time. This leaves me with little time for reading every post on every single blog I follow. I’m sorry.

Know that I will as much as I can when I physically have the time to do so. And when I do and have liked a piece, it’s because it has struck a chord in me. I may not always comment, though, if I have a lot of pieces I’d like to read. You are all precious to me, and your words and thoughts inspire me, thrill me, and even make me laugh appropriately! I do most certainly miss spending as much time on your blogs as I previously did.

Am I forgiven?

Confessions Of A Book Aficionado


sweet birdies quartet
delightful awakening
a smile escapes me

coffee is brewing
yummy breakfast awaits me
sunday, reading day

true crime story first
one book down, now another
this time poetry

reading all morning
it is time for a long nap
woke up ravenous

finished a big lunch
much more reading to be done
trying for three more

a restful sunday
weekend sadly over now
work again monday


The Last Chapter


The exquisite tales spun
come to a close once again.
Leaving adventure behind
and me, in agony.

A pause in the decadence,
excitement and joy.
Left hanging in the abyss
after the final scene.

Oh, but the good stories
last forever though,
revived again and again.
These treasures never die.

May the next threshold
open up a tasteful selection
to fill my needs and desires.
I’m looking for a classic.