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
Giddy in my Cloud World
All worries are gone, lifted right away!
Happily I soar to my cloud world today,
A place so fluffy and bright,
Shining and lively even if its night.
Any problems normally severe or mundane,
Soar up through my world like miniscule planes,
As they pass through the clouds,
Letting out grumbles and growls,
I wave and let them glide by,
So easily solved and I continue to fly!
Higher and higher into the white shroud,
So giddy am I in my world in the clouds!
E.J. Norris
Outdoors
Whilst the summer sun burns brightly
I walk down the tree shaded trail,
Branches stretching overhead,
As if the trees are reaching for each other.
Their roots make caves near my feet.
I hear running water,
Not babbling, a steady, gentle thrum.
Its cool feels so good running over
My previously shoe caged feet.
My thoughts travel through possibilities,
I hear voices,
See houses,
And feel sleeping souls in the back of my mind,
They need rousing!
Outdoors bring thoughts of creation,
Could I give a tree a mind?
Or running water a discernible song?
In my now inspired imagination
Most certainly yes.
E.J. Norris.
Water.
I've always been a bit of an otter,
Enjoying very much the water.
When feeling hot,
Feeling dry,
Barren as the Sahara,
Oh its enough to make me cry!
Until into the water I dive.
Splash! I am bathed in cool!
Quickly enveloped in the pool!
The surface is a ceiling,
The world around me is blue,
Truly this is what I love to do.
I'm light as feather and able to fly,
Down, down as if diving out of
The sky!
Twisting and twirling,
Bubbles in my ears singing,
All is quiet,
My mind is at rest,
Indeed being in water is the best.
E.J. Norris.
Evening for Tea.
Whilst wind bellows loudly,
And snow tumbles down in piles,
There is nothing quite like a cup of tea.
A cup of warm amber or gold,
When my toes are cold one sip takes it right away,
The perfect finish to a long tiring day
Tis a drink appreciated over the ages,
Served artfully to all coming through a lady's door,
So important that it practically started a war.
Tea is lovely,
Tea is healthy,
Have a cup,
Swallow it down,
You may find its effects surprisingly.
E.J. Norris
