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Bibliophiles

When I within your four library walls Did engage with several books awhile Your winsome glance, once read, still me enthrals And my heart fast ensnared was by that smile. While your look spoke to me in rich volumes Little did I realise so much then How my heart would surrender mid your tomes That love is much mightier than the pen, New chapters were well written in my mind With every visit read between each line I yearned in spirit with your soul to bind And wished with all my heart that you were mine. What would I not in some novel time give To know that in your hands my tale would live.

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Emile Pinet

Date: 2/8/2015 6:01:00 PM

The words are magical and beautifully expressed in a sea of swirling phrases that dance upon the tongue. Emile.

Denis Bruce
Date: 2/9/2015 4:34:00 AM

Thank you foryour kind comments.You have been very generous in your estimation of my modest efforts

John Fleming

Date: 2/8/2015 5:02:00 PM

Quite brilliant! Your poem reminds me very much of the style and technique of the great Philip Larkin. Superbly done!! :-) john.

Denis Bruce
Date: 2/9/2015 4:36:00 AM

To be spoken of in the same breath as Larkin takes my breath away.If I could hold a candle to that bright sun,my flame would indeed flicker with joy.Thank you for your extremely generous comments