Message From A Bookmark
Pages fly in the wind;
Leafing from tree to tree,
Blowing from city to city.
A whirlwind taking you anywhere.
A mile marker, a place marker,
On your journey while you rest.
That is what I am for.
------- Author's Notes -------
I found some pieces of birch bark one day since in a used bookstore i got to they had bookmarks made from the bark. I figured i'd try my hand at making a special bookmark for a friend who also like the idea of a birch bark bookmark. To spice it up i wrote this little poem on the bookmark.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Colin (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, January 12 2010, 06:50 pm|
very nice very inventive tribute to the often overlooked bookmark .... how would we find our pages so easily without it!
|P K Padhy (18.104.22.168) -- Saturday, February 6 2010, 04:11 am|
I liked the poem, specially the use of metaphor.Very poetical indeed.
P K Padhy, India
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