Unite Poem

Hi everyone, todays post is about us uniting as one to overcome the trials we are facing. There is nothing we can't overcome, if we all face it together. We are all fighting for survival in this, our darkest of times, but through it all we will grow stronger and conquer it once and for … Continue reading Unite Poem

Library Lovers Month

Hi everyone, there is only a matter of days until the end of February and I didn't want it to come to an end without celebrating library lovers month. I thought I would share with you a poem by Julia Donaldson My Library Everyone is welcome to walk through the door,It really doesn’t matter if … Continue reading Library Lovers Month

Katharine Tynan: No Man’s Land

Hi everyone, todays post is a little different than just the normal poem. I am doing a little bio of Katharine Tynan as today is her birthday, she was born one hundred and sixty one years ago today. Biography Irish writer Katharine Tynan was born 23 January 1859 in Clondalkin, Dublin, to Andrew Cullen Tynan … Continue reading Katharine Tynan: No Man’s Land

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-- Only this and … Continue reading The Raven

Wind On The Hill

No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It's flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn't keep up with it, Not if I ran. But if I stopped holding The string of my kite, It would blow with the wind For a day and … Continue reading Wind On The Hill

Enchantment

Stack by stack, shelf by shelf, I pick out books all by myself. Page by page, line by line, word by word, I make books mine. With a wave of a card like a wizard’s right hand and an alphabet-alchemy, life is just grand. By Jane Yolen

Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved … Continue reading Alone