Cloudburst Poem: My Library

The warmth some people feel for pets I feel for my books.

Here’s the first of the four stanzas in today’s poem:

Shelf on shelf of tomes and books,
Both stiff and paper, thick and thin;
Some merit study, others, looks,
Some speak of grace, still others, sin.

In his book on Bible lands, J.W. McGarvey wrote that he went into his library and said goodbye to his books before taking off on his journey. I can identify with that.

So here’s to My Library.

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J. Randal Matheny

Be pithy.

2 thoughts on “Cloudburst Poem: My Library

  1. The meter and count is near perfect, that’s what I call a verse that has both rhyme and rhythm. Can really tell that your love for books in general and especially the Bible are present in both the verse as read and where the heart is pulled along.

    Keep up the good work, Brother!


  2. Thanks, Tom, I usually make it point to vary the meter a bit so it doesn’t become sing-song. Yes, I’ve always been a book-lover, and lover of One Book especially.

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