poems about books

A new book arrived yesterday, and she's a beauty... 

a beautiful book of poems about books
by Laura Purdie Salas.

Calling All Readers

I'll tell you a story.

I'll spin you a rhyme.

I'll spill some ideas -

and we'll travel through time.

Put down the controller.

Switch off the TV.

Abandon the mouse and

just hang out with me.

I promise adventure.

Come on, take a look!

On a day like today,

there's no friend like a book.

Skywriting

Line after line of inky black birds

forming the flocks that shift into words.

Page after page of tales winging by,

singing a story against a

white sky.

Written in Snow

Snowy pages,

steady track,

tiny footprints

dipped in black.

Through the blizzard

stories roam.

They tiptoe bravely

out, then home.

Hydrophobiac

I swallow up dragons and

cannons and

wars.

I don't fear old mansions

with slow, creaking

doors.

I quite like the dark -

murky midnight's no

threat.

The one thing I fear

is the feeling of -

wet!

When puddles attack me or

raindrops are

sprinkled,

they leave me quite soggy -

they turn me all

wrinkled!

The End

You race

toward me,

checking page numbers

and calculating their distance.

You

sprint skip skim

to win

the reader's race

to cross me -

the book's finish line.

But then

you

smile cry sigh,

flip to chapter one

and start again.

I am not so much

The End

as I am an

invitation back

to the beginning.