Bookworms

A poem for booklovers

everywhere.

~Bookworms~

Not your type at all

The sleeves rolled up

Jacket torn.

The cut and thrust

of words keeping

you amused for a

spell.

The blurb

Introductions

Something to get

Your teeth in.

The bit of rough

round the back

maybe,

The odd title bound.

And the foolscap

In the corner.

Photograph: Lough Ramor

Virginia Co.Cavan.