Originally Posted by
OneOffPoet
Hello poets :-)
Been lurking for ages and enjoying the thread loads but haven't had the time or inspiration to write. I thought I was going off poetry somehow. Anyhow, I start a new job today and arrived an hour early! So a coffee in McDs, opposite a huge grand looking library and a newspaper full of stories about cuts inspired this, which just came out into my notebook. Whether it's any good or not, it's just lovely to be writing again :-)
Please don't close my library.
Please don't close my library
Even though I never go
It's part and parcel of the high street
A little part of the world I know
I haven't been since I was thirteen
When you could borrow VHS
And read the local paper
Snuggled in the fustiness
And people-watch with interest
The loiterers and those with lists
Those coming in for a book, others for a look
Some for a chat, to live and commune
Almost as if this was their living room
Because despite the odd shhh, this is
A lovely indoor place to be and to see
What is going on, unlike that lonely lounge back home
How lucky and yet so natural that society gave a
Place to loiter and roam and not to be alone
Or to nose around at the habits of others
For a laugh or unusual amount of interest
It's not an asset, to 'sweat' or 'manage'
It's a place, born out of how we've come to live
So please don't close my library
Just to save a few quid