through the barren years
aftermath of some catastrophe
Dust flourishes on all surfaces
in every nook and cranny
it can find
all that is left of a people
just some of the elements in
man’s inevitable demise
common or rare
this fountain of knowledge
somehow still stands.
So good to be believed in once.
these imposing keys to imagination
but soon may crumble back to earth
while their truly original
means of birth are freely
growing once again.
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
I cannot imagine a world without books. I came across this photograph somewhere online and it started me off thinking what would it be like after some type of global catastrophe had occurred.
I know some people love them but, I also cannot imagine myself ever loving these hand held kindles and other electronic readers. To a book lover, there is no greater pleasure than being surrounded by books, picking then up and holding them, old or new. The new ones, I love smelling that newness and, thumbing gently through it’s pages, reveling in that touch. Can’t stand people who break their backs, write in them or, turn the page over to keep the place either! That’s what bookmarks are for! …LOL