The most important stories that I can possibly put together to great a larger body that I’d refer to as my creativity. The collection of repressed stories that reveal themselves in my joy and pain and love and hope and struggle that will one day no longer look like a book shelf, but a priceless piece of art: my cumulative self-portrait.
Brian PAL
I can only see bookshelf in its plural. My house is full full full of them, stacked and extended, lifted by bricks, I hope the last quake is under a 7
Rick
books mark twain. I want to buy one from ikea for my room cause my books are everywhere. bookshelves can be beautiful furniture pieces. they hold our knowledge. and knick knacks.
Elyse
She wandered around the room, it was just as she had hoped her father’s house might be. Each wall was meticulously lined with bookshelves, floor to ceiling; everything in alphabetical order. She remembered his need for order in his life when she and Mark were children. She snapped the memory shut like a dusty book just as her father walked into the room.
alison cross
I looked up and saw it, sitting there high up on the bookshelf. Like a little gem, one that he thought that he had hidden from me. Well, guess again! I found it! This was mine to keep – the key to my future!
On top of the book self lay the wrickled bound pages of the tome I was looking for. I quickly came to it and gently blew off the year of dust. This revealed the watchful gaze of a older man. His hair was long but tied off in a pony tail and his chin seem to stretch to the floor. His eyes seem to stare straight at me.
travis
Volumes upon volumes of ink and paper held together, meaningless to the lazy eye. As empty as the unread word, that space on the bookshelf left for them.
I had a built-in bookshelf in my old room. I spent a lot of time organizing it, I remember. It always made some sort of sense, and there were all sorts of things hidden in between the books. I lived in that room from 5 to 17, so, you know, of course there were. Old diaries. Cards. Dried flowers. Old tickets. That’s what I remember most, I think. The stuff in between the books.
Tess
I need to read all the books I have on my bookshelf- so many classics and good stories to be read and discovered. If only I could overcome my laziness and not just watch the movies on my bookshelf. A house without a bookshelf does is soul-less.
bookshelves hold books. i need more bookselves. i like pretty bookshelves. i want to have a library full of bookshelves.
Maria
Dust. Print. Bleed. Ink. Wreck. Mine. Heart. Entwined thorns and teeth and torn pages between our skins. Flesh vs. book, bodies to shelves. Give me all that you are, all that you have, all that is in these books made just for us to see.
I know they’re there, with dust on top.
I used to use them more.
They’re too much work now.
I dread the day when I use
Encyclopaedia Britannica
to tell me how to tan hides,
or to do home surgery.
Dan
there are a lot of things on my bookshelf. not just books, trinkets from my life, decorations that reflect how i feel for my books, small tiny things bought with great love.
nicole
I have several bookshelves but I don’t keep books in them I keep clothes in them there shelves are so convienent for organizing my clothes so I can easily pick out what I am going to wear for the day. I end up keeping my books in my dresser it seems to me like I have everything backwards…??? or maybe everyone else has it backwards and I am the only one thinking logically. Definately makes you wonder who decided that books had to go in a bookshelf I believe that they have multiple purposes and my clothes is one of them. They are also a source of cheap entertainment when my cat decides to chase his tail on top of them and falls off when he looses his balances. He then gets up and looks at me like I am the one who made him fall of the bookshelf and then he saunters away like nothing ever happened.
Leanne Neifert
A fabulous place to keep your books, but also a great place to hide anything you won’t want anyone to find. Because we are in the 21 century the usually more mischevious adolecents are seen sitting around playing video games and becoming entangled in todays technology. In the words of The Kingston Trio, “when will they ever learn?” Sadly enough the next generation of kids are going to end up even worse off than the previous bunch. What a crime it is to forget the beauty that surrounds us.
Kelsea Farley
when i was little all i wanted was a nice bookshelf. i still do.. i really tall room with dozens of bookshelfs actually. like spongebob’s library in that episode with gary or something. idk. an awesome library room, but modified to my specifications. i love books. i love bookshelfs. i need a bookshelf. btw- i’m really enjoying the tao te ching.
Maryam Khan
There are many books on a bookshelf. All of them hold a different story. But each different story usually has to do with love in some way or another. These stories tell us we need love and I think that that is true. The only problem is that the books on the bookshelves don’t tell us how to find love, or keep love. They only tell us about the few fortunate souls who happen to stumble upon love, as if it was dropped at their feet.
Jenny Jenkins
support. support for the books that i have neglected. some for months. some for years. a home for pages. a dust collector. a purgatory for the characters that will some day meet my mind.
kellymahon
this shelf of adventures to be had, friends to make, philosophies to explore, just waiting for me to curl up beside it with a cup of tea and an open mind, but I am unable to, the hours of my day filled with meaningless busywork and menial tasks that, at the end of the day, will amount to nothing
Maia
Remember watching “Beauty and the Beast?” There were so many impactive scenes in that movie. Perhaps the most impactive for me were the ones involving bookshelves… first, in the small village, then at the Beast’s mansion where they soar high towards the ceilings…
Kendra
Bücherregal
es ist voller Leben
es ist voller Abenteuer
lass uns auf eine neue Reise gehen
lass uns etwas neues erleben.
und das Bücherregal füllen
mit neuen Büchern.
Anuri
The words are lost between pages that have long since turned to stone in the eyes of someone who cannot see.
Lenore hid between the bookshelves of the library. She didn’t want Simon to see her though she was somehow sure that he knew she was there anyway. She tentatively pulled a book from it’s dusty resting place on the shelf and peered through to the other side. Dropping the book she gasped and took a step back as Simon’s eyes ere locked on hers.
there is a bookshelf in my room. It holds all the books that I’ve read over the years and have cared enough to hold onto. I really love the literature that it contains and I believe that it is a worthy collection. Most books on there are books that I would tell anyone I know to read. Although, there are a few books that aren’t up there because of value in reading, but rather in sentimental value.
matt
On a bookshelf, you can see all the collections of different words and ideas and thoughts from different people. These people come from all aspects and walks of life. They all have different thoughts and ideas, they all come out differently; but in the end, they all come together. They all come together on one single bookshelf.
Elizabeth
what does the bookshelf really do for us. it stores books decoraions and other crap we chose to put o there from time to time. i like bookshleves though, they keep me entertained i a way,]. i saw a man turn a bookshelf into a kitchern bar the other day on hgtv
kris c
Lined up like soldiers on the battlefield, strong spines erect. They wait and wait and wait for the call to arms. Warriors all, they wait. The war will never end.
Samuel Brooks
Bookshelves fill up walls and give wonderful books a place to rest. I love them. They are unique and beautiful. They fill the space with tranquility.
Amy Weber
neat, and tidy, packed with knowledge…but when its empty is a bore. collects dust. interesting sources of great history. reminds me of my childhood.
Craig
the bookshelf was opening wider and wider and thomas had a clue about the girl next door she was fantastic with curly honey golden hair and she refused to see him she had eyes larger than the world but still she was broken like glass and no one ever asked her why she refused to go to the bookworld. she was Miss Used.
tanya
i fell in love with the man of my dreams not long ago. he made the statement that, one day, when our love reaches forever, we will have realized this stamp in time while sipping whiskey spinning our globe, drownin between the four walls of books that will be our study. the globe will be antique. the whiskey will, too. our skin – just the same. we will sit and spin the globe and sip the whiskey and talk about the day we feel in love: we read to each other in bed and dreamed about the day when could own this amount books (the amount that has shaped the conversations betwour children, and their children, and dreaming about their children). we joke about the shelves falling. we spin the globe and talk about when we thought we would have enough money to buy this very globe, and we would poke it ulting its orbit. we might go where ever our fingers skid and stop. we might have been there, we might start planning. i fell in love with him when we laid in bed and talked about the day when all of this would be our reality and we would remeniss about the day we fell in love. over books, in our study, with his globe, and our fingers.
naema ray
I think more in a plural kind of way: bookshelves, I do not have enough of them in the house! I only have modest ones – shelf’s hanging of the wall or the IKEA’s Billy – I would love some spiral
i put my life on these shelves.A bookshelf is a time machine to different worlds…..the unknown. A place where i can drift in happiness without a bother my bookshelf my world.
kemmaris
A place to keep stories of romance, justice, and mystery. A place where stories can come alive with suspense, horror or thrills. Entertainment for us all.
I have a book shelf full of boooks I barely read. I would love to empty it and start again after I’ve read all the books already there. This may never happen because so many are cookbooks.
erin
This can be put to practical use with books, or you can go crazy and place things that arn’t books on this shelf. Maybe a sculpture, possibly a potted plant. Definitely do not put anything round or too heavy on this shelf. No bowling balls
Bookshelves are cozy. They have all the stories you own on them plus maybe a few knick-knacks you store on there. Just looking at them can remind you of the places you’ve traveled within those pages. Even if you don’t pick up one of the books, you know those worlds are there, waiting.
charlene
i love to turn bookshelves into a museum of sorts. stashing tiny objects away into nooks and crannies to catch a persons eye and lead them to a book that may strike their fancy
violet
when i saw the word i instantly thought of my mom’s bookshelf in her room; full of dr. seuss books. it also has many other books that were read to me during my childhood.
xhuncu
a bookshelf is filled with everything you ever need. thousands of words just there. to add to your knowledge. and why would someone put something fake in a book? so there is truth in those words. a book on a bookshelf is an opportunity. the best kind, honestly.
The most important stories that I can possibly put together to great a larger body that I’d refer to as my creativity. The collection of repressed stories that reveal themselves in my joy and pain and love and hope and struggle that will one day no longer look like a book shelf, but a priceless piece of art: my cumulative self-portrait.
I can only see bookshelf in its plural. My house is full full full of them, stacked and extended, lifted by bricks, I hope the last quake is under a 7
books mark twain. I want to buy one from ikea for my room cause my books are everywhere. bookshelves can be beautiful furniture pieces. they hold our knowledge. and knick knacks.
She wandered around the room, it was just as she had hoped her father’s house might be. Each wall was meticulously lined with bookshelves, floor to ceiling; everything in alphabetical order. She remembered his need for order in his life when she and Mark were children. She snapped the memory shut like a dusty book just as her father walked into the room.
I looked up and saw it, sitting there high up on the bookshelf. Like a little gem, one that he thought that he had hidden from me. Well, guess again! I found it! This was mine to keep – the key to my future!
On top of the book self lay the wrickled bound pages of the tome I was looking for. I quickly came to it and gently blew off the year of dust. This revealed the watchful gaze of a older man. His hair was long but tied off in a pony tail and his chin seem to stretch to the floor. His eyes seem to stare straight at me.
Volumes upon volumes of ink and paper held together, meaningless to the lazy eye. As empty as the unread word, that space on the bookshelf left for them.
I had a built-in bookshelf in my old room. I spent a lot of time organizing it, I remember. It always made some sort of sense, and there were all sorts of things hidden in between the books. I lived in that room from 5 to 17, so, you know, of course there were. Old diaries. Cards. Dried flowers. Old tickets. That’s what I remember most, I think. The stuff in between the books.
I need to read all the books I have on my bookshelf- so many classics and good stories to be read and discovered. If only I could overcome my laziness and not just watch the movies on my bookshelf. A house without a bookshelf does is soul-less.
bookshelves hold books. i need more bookselves. i like pretty bookshelves. i want to have a library full of bookshelves.
Dust. Print. Bleed. Ink. Wreck. Mine. Heart. Entwined thorns and teeth and torn pages between our skins. Flesh vs. book, bodies to shelves. Give me all that you are, all that you have, all that is in these books made just for us to see.
I know they’re there, with dust on top.
I used to use them more.
They’re too much work now.
I dread the day when I use
Encyclopaedia Britannica
to tell me how to tan hides,
or to do home surgery.
there are a lot of things on my bookshelf. not just books, trinkets from my life, decorations that reflect how i feel for my books, small tiny things bought with great love.
I have several bookshelves but I don’t keep books in them I keep clothes in them there shelves are so convienent for organizing my clothes so I can easily pick out what I am going to wear for the day. I end up keeping my books in my dresser it seems to me like I have everything backwards…??? or maybe everyone else has it backwards and I am the only one thinking logically. Definately makes you wonder who decided that books had to go in a bookshelf I believe that they have multiple purposes and my clothes is one of them. They are also a source of cheap entertainment when my cat decides to chase his tail on top of them and falls off when he looses his balances. He then gets up and looks at me like I am the one who made him fall of the bookshelf and then he saunters away like nothing ever happened.
A fabulous place to keep your books, but also a great place to hide anything you won’t want anyone to find. Because we are in the 21 century the usually more mischevious adolecents are seen sitting around playing video games and becoming entangled in todays technology. In the words of The Kingston Trio, “when will they ever learn?” Sadly enough the next generation of kids are going to end up even worse off than the previous bunch. What a crime it is to forget the beauty that surrounds us.
when i was little all i wanted was a nice bookshelf. i still do.. i really tall room with dozens of bookshelfs actually. like spongebob’s library in that episode with gary or something. idk. an awesome library room, but modified to my specifications. i love books. i love bookshelfs. i need a bookshelf. btw- i’m really enjoying the tao te ching.
There are many books on a bookshelf. All of them hold a different story. But each different story usually has to do with love in some way or another. These stories tell us we need love and I think that that is true. The only problem is that the books on the bookshelves don’t tell us how to find love, or keep love. They only tell us about the few fortunate souls who happen to stumble upon love, as if it was dropped at their feet.
support. support for the books that i have neglected. some for months. some for years. a home for pages. a dust collector. a purgatory for the characters that will some day meet my mind.
this shelf of adventures to be had, friends to make, philosophies to explore, just waiting for me to curl up beside it with a cup of tea and an open mind, but I am unable to, the hours of my day filled with meaningless busywork and menial tasks that, at the end of the day, will amount to nothing
Remember watching “Beauty and the Beast?” There were so many impactive scenes in that movie. Perhaps the most impactive for me were the ones involving bookshelves… first, in the small village, then at the Beast’s mansion where they soar high towards the ceilings…
Bücherregal
es ist voller Leben
es ist voller Abenteuer
lass uns auf eine neue Reise gehen
lass uns etwas neues erleben.
und das Bücherregal füllen
mit neuen Büchern.
The words are lost between pages that have long since turned to stone in the eyes of someone who cannot see.
Lenore hid between the bookshelves of the library. She didn’t want Simon to see her though she was somehow sure that he knew she was there anyway. She tentatively pulled a book from it’s dusty resting place on the shelf and peered through to the other side. Dropping the book she gasped and took a step back as Simon’s eyes ere locked on hers.
there is a bookshelf in my room. It holds all the books that I’ve read over the years and have cared enough to hold onto. I really love the literature that it contains and I believe that it is a worthy collection. Most books on there are books that I would tell anyone I know to read. Although, there are a few books that aren’t up there because of value in reading, but rather in sentimental value.
On a bookshelf, you can see all the collections of different words and ideas and thoughts from different people. These people come from all aspects and walks of life. They all have different thoughts and ideas, they all come out differently; but in the end, they all come together. They all come together on one single bookshelf.
what does the bookshelf really do for us. it stores books decoraions and other crap we chose to put o there from time to time. i like bookshleves though, they keep me entertained i a way,]. i saw a man turn a bookshelf into a kitchern bar the other day on hgtv
Lined up like soldiers on the battlefield, strong spines erect. They wait and wait and wait for the call to arms. Warriors all, they wait. The war will never end.
Bookshelves fill up walls and give wonderful books a place to rest. I love them. They are unique and beautiful. They fill the space with tranquility.
neat, and tidy, packed with knowledge…but when its empty is a bore. collects dust. interesting sources of great history. reminds me of my childhood.
the bookshelf was opening wider and wider and thomas had a clue about the girl next door she was fantastic with curly honey golden hair and she refused to see him she had eyes larger than the world but still she was broken like glass and no one ever asked her why she refused to go to the bookworld. she was Miss Used.
i fell in love with the man of my dreams not long ago. he made the statement that, one day, when our love reaches forever, we will have realized this stamp in time while sipping whiskey spinning our globe, drownin between the four walls of books that will be our study. the globe will be antique. the whiskey will, too. our skin – just the same. we will sit and spin the globe and sip the whiskey and talk about the day we feel in love: we read to each other in bed and dreamed about the day when could own this amount books (the amount that has shaped the conversations betwour children, and their children, and dreaming about their children). we joke about the shelves falling. we spin the globe and talk about when we thought we would have enough money to buy this very globe, and we would poke it ulting its orbit. we might go where ever our fingers skid and stop. we might have been there, we might start planning. i fell in love with him when we laid in bed and talked about the day when all of this would be our reality and we would remeniss about the day we fell in love. over books, in our study, with his globe, and our fingers.
I think more in a plural kind of way: bookshelves, I do not have enough of them in the house! I only have modest ones – shelf’s hanging of the wall or the IKEA’s Billy – I would love some spiral
i put my life on these shelves.A bookshelf is a time machine to different worlds…..the unknown. A place where i can drift in happiness without a bother my bookshelf my world.
A place to keep stories of romance, justice, and mystery. A place where stories can come alive with suspense, horror or thrills. Entertainment for us all.
I have a book shelf full of boooks I barely read. I would love to empty it and start again after I’ve read all the books already there. This may never happen because so many are cookbooks.
This can be put to practical use with books, or you can go crazy and place things that arn’t books on this shelf. Maybe a sculpture, possibly a potted plant. Definitely do not put anything round or too heavy on this shelf. No bowling balls
Bookshelves are cozy. They have all the stories you own on them plus maybe a few knick-knacks you store on there. Just looking at them can remind you of the places you’ve traveled within those pages. Even if you don’t pick up one of the books, you know those worlds are there, waiting.
i love to turn bookshelves into a museum of sorts. stashing tiny objects away into nooks and crannies to catch a persons eye and lead them to a book that may strike their fancy
when i saw the word i instantly thought of my mom’s bookshelf in her room; full of dr. seuss books. it also has many other books that were read to me during my childhood.
a bookshelf is filled with everything you ever need. thousands of words just there. to add to your knowledge. and why would someone put something fake in a book? so there is truth in those words. a book on a bookshelf is an opportunity. the best kind, honestly.