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April 11th, 2011 | 630 Entries

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630 Entries for “bookshelf”

  1. As a child I had a bookshelf, with garfield books, and that was basically it.

    I use to read garfield as a child. I was obsessed. Fat Lazy cat, simple life
    Jon was a nice man, catered to the cat. I saw Jon as my mom, unconditionally
    there, even if I am a spoiled brat.

    And garfield was just cute, funny, lazy, the comics brought comfort

    by Michelle on 04.11.2011
  2. I need a new bookshelf. I can no longer fit my books on my current shelf. Incidentally, my parents have just bought a new shelf, but my mom wants to use it in the kitchen for pots and pans. It wouldn’t even survive in the kitchen. It’d be better in my room.

    by Susan on 04.11.2011
  3. the bookshelf sat in the dark, dusty corner. From the Trojan War, to a book about Watergate, history was sitting on all the shelves of this one bookshelf. It sat in the corner, alone, and apathetic. The family that recently lived here had left, leaving those poor books behind. Now those words lay in their pages, and those pages lay in their books, and those books sat on their shelves. No happy ending, no adventurous climax, nor an enticing beginning. The titles were the only words that were able to be expressed at those who walked by.

    by kevin on 04.11.2011
  4. I had a bookshelf when I was a kid. It was full of favorie books I’d read and read over and over again. My most favorite was Little House on the Prairie. I always wanted to be Laura; live out on the prairie and go to school in that one-room schoolhouse. She always looked happy. Her family was always supporting her and her days were full of adventures. I also loved books by Louisa May Alcott. Little Men and Little Women were worn because of the times I would read them. I believe this upbringing played an important role in why I love writing. It’s an art to craft just the right words into a story; an article. It never ceases to amaze me where a storyline takes me.

    by Barbara Briggs Ward on 04.11.2011
  5. It sits quietly i the corner and minds its own business. A bit pompous with all the knowledge it pertains, but rightly so, for it is the wisest piece of furniture in the room. Far more than any couch or curtains at least….

  6. there we so many things cluttered on the bookshelf. It was amazing how many book fit. There were ancient tomes centuries old, and glass bottles strewn about. a skull perched atop the top with a yellow candle dripping down its crooked teeth.

  7. My ungodly inspiration. It exists as an arbiter of soul, a conglomeration of do and don’ts, whatnots and have-nots. It emanates a certain glow, imperceptible to the human eye but nonetheless causes an imitative reflection upon those that choose to jump into it’s pool. I love it. And I think it may love me back.

  8. I have mixed feelings about bookshelfs. Why, you would ask? well, they are pretty important right, after all is were you place and store something so precious as your books. But like everything that is so precious in life you want to keep safe and in a special place then why arent they cooler , why arent they more sophisticated?..just saying

    by francys sandoval on 04.11.2011
  9. one word

    by awab on 04.11.2011
  10. Old and wooden. Filled with an array of hardcovers and tomes in all different levels of disarray. This piece of furniture sits in the foyer quietly. It is content.

  11. I sit and linger.
    Linger on the shelf
    My musty pages won’t open by themselves
    Pick me up
    Hold me close
    Let me tell you my secrets.
    Inky writing
    Inky words
    But alas I sit
    On the dusty bookshelf
    Waiting.
    Waiting for you to open my pages and drink up my secrets.
    I will wait.
    Always wait.

  12. everything about the bookshelf made me wonder what was wrong with it. i had never seen anything like it before. but i had the feeling that, even if i had previously seen something like it before, i would never know the difference.

    by Jossie on 04.11.2011
  13. Where I hold tomes of mens’ ideas about the world, dusty and heavy. Weighted with the wit of the world, the knowledge of drunk angry men in corners, spouting loud lonely cries of pain and bullshit.

  14. A wall full with delicious, terrible, frightening, wonderful, funny, delightful, insightful, educational items.

    by ashley white on 04.11.2011
  15. The bookshelf contained books and photos of the family who occupied the home. It showed the evidence of a once happy family who was now torn apart. The father’s body lay face down on the carpet, blood pouring on the floor. The mother was in tears by his side.

  16. lay the books on the wood protruding from the wall. this is their home; where they belong. they’re very existance can be credited to the hope that one day they will be placed on a shelf where they can be loved to the fullest extent and appreciated for the collection of pages that they are.

    by Rachel on 04.11.2011
  17. I saw it, the book, just sat there on the shelf. i thought to myself for a second, “Don’t. It’s his journal, you wouldn’t like it if he read yours.” Still, I couldn’t help myself. I had to read it, I needed answers.

    by Moriah Perez on 04.11.2011
  18. The bookshelf stared down at Lisa like it was ready to devour her. She habitually just placed books there, meaning to read them later. Years past, and now her wrinkled hands reached up to pull one book down from the crowded shelf. She’d never get through them all, but she decided that “better late than never” would be her motto from that time. It was like locking away a bunch of potential friends for years and never letting them out of their bookshelf prison.

    by Joy on 04.11.2011
  19. The bookshelf was a terrible place to be. Hannah hated it up there, separated from all the other toys. She could see the tin soldiers and Barbies scattered across the carpet. But she wasn’t allowed down there because she was different. She was supposed to stay in her box, make sure no dust got on her pretty dress, but she wanted to play.

    They couldn’t keep her trapped in a book forever.

    One day, they would read her novel and remember her name.

  20. her book collection grew larger and larger, her thirst for knowlegde grew larger and larger, her heart grew epmty and emptier. a

    by jennifer on 04.11.2011
  21. I have this desk that’s sort of a bookshelf. I never really had a real one & I plan on building one, a beautiful library when I get my own place. A few weeks left til this is all over. <3.

  22. today was a good day. i was with the kids and theyre always a breath of fresh air. i thought about jarret. its been 1 year. he was such a great person so i tried to be great just like him. i saw my dad for the first time in weeks. i thought id go out on a limb and do a good thing for jarret. he deserves it. im trying to be positive lately and i think im on a good track.

    by bianca on 04.11.2011
  23. Hola, soy de argentina y estoy aca en la pieza de Ly, viendola como se viste.
    Se esta probando la ropa para mañana, asi no tiene que estar probandosela temprano. Entra a las 8 am.

    by Leon on 04.11.2011
  24. today is all about bookshelves. how curious that bookshelf is today’s word when I’m about to board a train to the city to unpack 500 boxes of books for my new bookshop. we should be open tomorrow. but in the meantime, it’s stacking and unpacking for me.. bookshelf after bookshelf.

    by RJH on 04.11.2011
  25. the book shelf was lined with all sorts of books from scifi to romantic novels jill was 9 years old and lived with her single mother the pride jill had was the fact she was an exellent reader and couold escape wen she was sad soon she would read the adventure of alice on wonderland….she imagined herself as alice and down down down she went through the hole she found herself at the bottoom but their was no rabbit just a wide door she didn’t need a shrinking paste or cookie

    by Elora Nielson on 04.11.2011
  26. sitting there
    holding things
    memories
    stories
    they gather
    dust
    waiting
    waiting
    for someone
    to choose
    the one
    on the left
    or the
    adventure
    to the right
    but patiently
    it sits.
    Quietly.

  27. booksare wonderful they give a sense of relief. They help escape from the everyday pains and problems, brings joy and laughter. Books educate, entertain, let you be one with yourself in a different world

    by chelsey on 04.11.2011
  28. i have a book shelf in my room. i keep many books on it but i do not read what do i do in that situation? I would say just dont worry about it any more and watch jay leno..

    by caleb on 04.11.2011
  29. she cimbed up…well,,,not really that she cimbed -it waher eyes that labouredupward…pained by the effort..the effort of searching…seaking yearning-not to know but to find….but then what is it to find but not to know,,,,shamed by this ignorance she dropped her gaze to the floor

    by penny on 04.11.2011
  30. small. big. together. adventures. hope. away. wind. monday. rain. 6th grade. books. old. new. family. livingroom. rememnering. love. escape. peter pan. wall. when i was young. reading with you.

    by Mikaela Friedman on 04.11.2011
  31. books, and libraries. sounds like a boring word, but it holds so much. like drinks, and books, its pretty self explanatory actually.

    by meagan albert on 04.11.2011
  32. The bookshelf was empty, except for for the dust that collected between what was once there. What good is a shelf made for books, when it is empty. Then again, what good is a bookshelf when it’s full. Books are made to be read, just like ships are meant to sail.

  33. The spines of the ancient,
    That line the pine wood.
    Their titles tell a story,
    Just as words could.
    None of it is boring,
    rich colors and words alive.
    None of it is boring,
    Just like a beehive.

    by Kat on 04.11.2011
  34. I have a bookshelf above my head in my dorm room. It’s filled with books that I’ve never read and don’t intend on reading, I just keep them there so I’ll look more educated and scholarly. It’s sad, really. One day, I’ll read them all.

    by Madeline on 04.11.2011
  35. I sat before the empty bookshelf, contemplating the void the books had left. The dust had gathered, splitting into shimmering particles in the sunlight. I sighed wistfully and returned to reading my Nook.

    by on 04.11.2011
  36. My bookshelf is growing in size.
    One day I will have a home.

    A quiet

    home.
    Where I will have my own library.

    A quiet

    library.

    Where my bookshelf will grow.

  37. The bookshelf was lying on the ground. Books lay scattered underneath it, fallen from their shelves.
    “What a mess!” Edna righted the heavy bookshelf, “I never knew puppies could be so destructive”

    by Talei on 04.11.2011
  38. There are a lot of books on my bookshelf. I love books so much. In my dream house I will have an entire room of walls made of bookshelves and thousands of dollars worth of books. I probably already have a thousand dollars worth of books now that I think about it. I have one decent sized bookshelf right now.

    by Ariel on 04.11.2011
  39. There’s a bookshelf like I’ve never seen on the walls of someone else’s house. It spells out the words “read” and each letter is its own shelf. Books curve sideways to make up the letters. If I pull out just one book the rest above slide down and continue the pattern, live up to their fates, begin the cycle all over again and I shyly put the book back on top where it can make new friends and rekindle lost relationships.

  40. My home is full of bookshelves. One in my room, with all my middle school/high school treasures. One downstairs we all share, packed full and covered with stacks of books on top. Two in my parents’ room, full of their mystery series and my mom’s classics. And of course one in each of my brothers’ rooms. We grew up with books.