For them the day could never end too soon
To find a way to escape from the gloom
And hide away to their favorite place
So they jumped inside their big air balloon
And only bringing their most precious things
The Books filled with Words that made their heart sing
A basket of treats, a hot pot of tea
Mind, body and soul, this nourishment brings
Up, up and away, these two friends depart
‘Til landing upon their tree’s secret heart
A sweet libr’y home where they could be free
To read, dream, write – poetic counterparts.
I missed the deadline for Hélène’s “What Do You See Challenge” last week that featured the lovely picture above. I forgot it was due Monday so this poem remained marinating in my brain slowly turning into the rubaiyat form for Frank’s challenge at dVerse. (Feedback on this one would be appreciated as well!)
But this rubaiyat would not have fully come into being without a conversation I had with another lovely poet about our mutual history of library hiding. My deepest gratitude goes out to Gina who has been an inspiration and support in my writing and life journey. Thank you, dear friend! We shall run and find a library to hide in soon!
©️ iido 2019
oh my- i can;t tell you how my heart sings with joy reading this, you have captured my dream and made it a reality, every l=word in every line is like you were reading my mid, a really strong rubaiyat – one filled with whimsy and your meter and rhyme are excellent! i love your choice of capitalisation and selection of tea, one hot pot for you and me, and that we escape the gloom, no i don’t want this day to end too soon. one day my friend we will have such an adventure, maybe not in a balloon but our hearts will soar together, i really loved this, you are such an amazing poet and human
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YOU are an amazing poet and human! This would not have come together without you and our shared love of the library (among other things). So glad you liked it! ❤️
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aww thank you my darling friend! had fun dreaming books and reading with you not often i get a chance to do that
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We’ll make time again…❤️
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for sure!
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Amazing poetry form Irma. This dream library space filled me with joy, imagining the warmth of being in this contentment. Thank you to Gina too, for being a true inspiration to writing. I did a search(google) for Rubaiyat. Something new to me, it is a constant learning for me to be in touch with you and other poets here on WP.🙏
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Thank you so much Hélène! And thank you also for including this piece in your “round up”. I will be more mindful of the day this week! I learned about the rubaiyat from Frank at dVerse. WP is wonderful for learning from and connecting with other poets. 💐
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My pleasure Irma. Thank you for always being gracious.
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A purely fabulous interpretation of Helen’s imaginative picture, a very enjoyable read.
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Thank you so much, Ivor! Hélène and her pictures are quite inspirational.
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Always my pleasure to read your words Irma 📖😊
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💐💖💐
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What fun…I felt I was there!
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Thank you! Glad it brought you along on the ride!
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absolutely delightful, can see you and Gina right there ❤
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And you can join us anytime! ❤️
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thanks I like balloon rides and libraries, be there soon 🙂
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Indeed delightful. I’d love a retreat just like that as in the picture.
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Thank you! We all need a little hideaway like that…
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“And only bringing their most precious things
The Books filled with Words that made their heart sing”
Beautiful, it is the simple things that matter, isn’t it?
Great response to the prompt too.
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Yes, simple things! Thank you so much for your comment!
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I like the thought of having only enough room for the most precious things.
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Oh yes…if only there weren’t so many precious things!
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Absolutely love this, Irma! And I am definitely joining you too. I have so many beautiful memories of spending time in the school library which was so wonderfully stacked with amazing books. ❤️
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Yay!! Welcome aboard! We have a seat with your name on it! ❤️❤️
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I was hoping for that! 😀💞
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Libraries are magical…and you’ve filled yours with wonderful words. (K)
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Thank you so much for the compliment! Libraries are one of the most magical places!
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This is surreal. What could be better than floating away only to cloud-watch, write and read? The tea and treats were a bonus!
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Yes! 😁😁
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I love a great library…. and any library needs both visitors and a librarian
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Oh yes! A library draws all kinds, doesn’t it? 😉
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Hi idorun! I love this piece. It is so magical, and speaks to freedom and lightness, the ability to fly, to lift off to your dreams. How lovely this buoyant escape to adventure.! And that picture from Helene’s site is spectacular.
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Hello, Rob! Thank you so much! Hélène’s picture is very dreamy and magical – it is a place I would love to lift off and visit. I’m so glad it resonated with you! – Irma
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I love the library ideas. I used to run our school library. Places to hide in! Corners. Your poem is full of images and that is what I think makes a great Rubayait form.
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Thank you for your comment! Yes, libraries have so many lovely nooks and of course, the books!
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