(Even More) Book Spine Poetry

Today is my last stop on the Savvy Verse & Wit National Poetry Month Blog Tour.

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How is your National Poetry Month going? Read anything you think I’d like? Do share!

Like I said at the beginning of this month, and then last week, messing up my beautifully organized shelves was worth it Here is another book spine poetry I managed to arrange from the titles I own.

 
The railway children,
Little women;
Roommates –
Looking for Alaska,
Through the looking glass,
in Paper towns.

 

 

Want to play? Go arrange some of your books into pretty book spine poetry and then leave me a link so I can check it out

(More) Book Spine Poetry

  Today is a stop on the Savvy Verse & Wit National Poetry Month Blog Tour.

~

How is your National Poetry Month going? Read anything you think I’d like? Do share!

Like I said at the beginning of this month, messing up my beautifully organized shelves was worth it Here is another book spine poetry I managed to arrange from the titles I own.

 

The introvert’s way,
The war of art –
(a) Testimony (of) 
The fault in our stars.
Bird by bird
Writing down your soul,
Writing – to change the world.

 

Want to play? Go arrange some of your books into pretty book spine poetry and then leave me a link so I can check it out

Some silences… – by Estrella Azul

Incoming flight, no one waiting at the airport

Some silences are louder than words…

Arriving home, feeling out of place

Some silences are louder than words…

Walking next to each other, silently

Some silences are louder than words…

Giving back a ring, tears flooding both pairs of eyes

Some silences are louder than words…

Looking around the room while packing a suitcase

Some silences are louder than words…

A friend helping out, no questions asked

Some silences are louder than words…

Walking out, looking back at a half-empty room

Some silences are louder than words…

Over-thinking everything in each spare second

Some silences are louder than words…

Gazing at a picture, wishing for the phone to ring

Some silences are louder than words…

Wanting things back the way they used to be

Some silences are louder than words…

Saying “I love you” one last time, hearing “I love you” back

Yet… Some silences are louder than words…

 

December 2010

Book spine poetry

Last year before Valentine’s Day, Judy Clement Wall wrote her readers a poem. The little button at the end of her post would only let me “like” it, but the truth is: I love that poem so much. Why, most of all? Because it is arranged from book titles!

My shelves are filled up nicely enough by now, so to kick start this year’s National Poetry Month, I set out to try and form a book title poem myself.

Messing up the beautifully organized shelves was worth it I’ve managed to form a few poems instead of just the one I set out for, so I’ll share more throughout April.

There are so many wonderful things out there for everyone’s liking this month. Serena’s National Poetry Month Blog Tour being hosted is just one one the gems! This is the calendar as it currently stands, have a nice time browsing.
I signed up, because I desperately need more play-time, for April 15 and 26 – so do drop by again!

Happy National Poetry Month everyone!

 

Anastasia’s Secret,
the Science of Kissing,
(is) truly, madly
deeply, desperately
absolutely, positively:
Hidden in Paris

On what should have been… – by Estrella Azul

His breath pungent with alcohol, his face drained and resembling someone’s — that someone whom I see before my mind’s eye is long gone. This man’s face is abound with already dried up blood. Frightened, I can’t help but walk away as he mumbles out to me and I throw back a “The bus will come in a few minutes” to him. Leaving him behind, all I can think of and hope is that he has somewhere and someone to go home to. On Christmas Eve. The evening which should’ve, for both of us, been one of the most wonderful times of the year.

In need of a breath – by Estrella Azul

It never stops;

the hardship, the sadness.

They never stop;

the tears, the disappointments.

I wish they would stop.

I wish it would all just stop;

Just long enough to take a breath.

Can you understand… – by Estrella Azul

Can you understand that I need my space?
To breathe, to unwind, to just be. To be me.

Can you understand that your constant concern and reproach bring me down?
That you make me feel guilty about taking time for myself. That it’s affecting our relationship.

Can you understand that I worry, too?
That instability is throwing me off track. That it makes me feel insecure.

Can you understand that I feel stuck?
That I sometimes don’t see the beauty people talk about seeing in me. That my soul is searching for something I can’t find right now.

Can you understand that some decisions just have to be mine?
About me. No matter how much a part of my life you are.

Can you understand that I love you?
That I want to keep loving you. That I don’t want to fight.

But for that, I need you to understand me.
No questions asked. No banter. No undermining my needs.