As it’s World Poetry Day, I thought I’d share one of my pieces with you.  Please let me know what you think of it. Feedback is always welcome.

Where Concrete Meets Community

This is a library.

But it’s more than just paper and ink.

More than simply a building. 

It’s the heartbeat of a neighbourhood;

A refuge wrapped in bricks and mortar.

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Here, the air is thick with possibility,

And the scent of many eager hands, turning

Pages that whisper secrets to those who will listen.

Kids find adventures among the stacks

While waiting for parents, safe from outside chaos.

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It’s where the unemployed

Tap keys with quiet desperation,

Searching for a lifeline in pixels.

Resumés crafted like lifeboats

Hoping to sail into a new beginning.

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This place holds more than books, it holds us.

Our stories, our dreams, our fears.

Community event events bloom here,

Conversations weaving us closer.

A tapestry of shared experience.

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And yet, whispers of its impending end

Echo through these rooms

Like a distant bulldozer rattling.

A threat feels like a storm on the horizon,

A future dimmed, if we do not act soon.

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Use your library. Breathe life into its purpose.

Because once it has gone,

We lose much more than just a building…

We lose a piece of ourselves, cohesion,

A light in the dark, and a sanctuary.

(c)BobChristian2023