Book Spine Poetry

If having completed a post a day, EVERY day for FIVE MONTHS (!) is not sufficient proof that I have way too much time on my hands, this post should finally do it.

I got the idea here  so it’s not like I dreamed it up on my own.  As if I have time for things like that.  It does kind of prove that anybody can be a poet.  Notice I left the words “good” and “successful” out of that sentence.

Like they suggested, I was going for interesting and thought provoking in the first one, and funny/weird in the second.  Or if you think it’s the other way around, that’s perfectly fine with me too.

She watches me by the light of the moon.

Nighttime is my time but I’m not alone.

While I’m falling,

After three cups of tea before I go to sleep,

On these still and silent nights of rain and stars,

I hear the voices say

Are you afraid of the dark?

I ask them to speak softly.

She can hear.

What’s wrong little Pookie?

What matters most?

Something under the bed is drooling?

The Cheese Monkeys eating the dinosaur

Must escape from the Alchemist?

No great mischief.

Go to sleep.

As you can see, throwing a couple of kid’s book titles in there makes for a bit more fun.  Although either one of the above could give you nightmares if you think about them long and hard enough.

So, don’t do that.  But really, you should try it. Pile up a bunch of books and make a statement!   It’s the most fun I’ve had all day.