Book Magic
I'd been reading it,
Taking the journey the writer
Laid before me,
The excitement was growing,
Success once again swallowed by
Failure,
Disappointment in one matter,
Relief in another,
So much happening!!
So many questions suspended
Overhead!
Endless wondering,
And then...stop.
That was the last page.
This is how you know when a book
Is good,
By its book magic,
Its tendency with every page
To pull you further in,
Further into its world,
It devours you pleasantly,
Jaws locking you inside,
Then, right when you don't want it
Reality's light comes to find you.
Book addictive,
Book magic.
Upon weaving my own tales
With the tip of my pen,
I remember time and time again,
That book magic,
That will capture you no matter where or when
E.J Norris
Homecoming
After a long day swallows me whole,
With the endless do this and do that's,
Its nice to just go home.
Home,
The place where you can kick the shoes off
Wherever you want,
Invent your secret fashion of
Robes,
Bunny slippers,
Or mis-matched socks.
At home every color goes together.
No formalities.
There's nothing quite like opening the door,
Catching the whiff of a favorite meal,
Seeing a mother's smiling face,
Just knowing,
Yup, this is the life!
Flop on the big comfy couch,
Chow down on that piping hot meal,
Recharge the batteries for another
Knock 'em dead day.
E.J Norris
Sleepiness
Yawwwwwwwn,
Goodness me!
I've been struck by the sleepy!
The sleepy:
The eyelids hang low,
Slower your steps grow,
Important matters lose their flare,
You say to pretty much everything,
"I don't care."
All that fills the mind
Are clouds of pillows
Blankets and a dream brine.
Get cozy under those covers,
Bury your tired, tired head,
Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy,
It is finally time for bed.
E.J Norris
