my bookshelves are almost full. i mean, almost. there’s still some space on them, and i’m contemplating with what books i’d like to fill the remaining space. i think the books would be…
kaorita
wat ik denk over een boekenplank Ik heb thuis een heleboel boeken. Maar of ik ze nou allemaal nodig hebt. Eigenlijk zijn boekenplanken voor niets. Want als je een boek gelezen hebt kan het ook wel weg. Wat is dit een leuke applicatie trouwens. Heel goede schrijfoefening
Marco
He looked out of the window. Nobody moved.
-Have you really no idea what you’ve done?
He shrugged.
There was no sound.
-Why do you think that it’s so serious?
Noone moved. Nobody spoke. Nobody smiled.
He shrugged again.
LottaN
a bookshelf will keep books if you have them. otherwise it is a collector of junk. It is a junk bay that holds, shows off, displays proudly all of the accumulated stuffs of life you cannot seem to throw away even though you see them everyday, sitting there, collecting dust.
billqwe
magiske ord som skrives for å tømme min kreativeitiet og eller åpne for den kanalen hvor magiske ord kan strømme ut og utvikle og fylle meg med energi
anne Myhre
life between the dusty covers. A place of solitude until characters come out of the pages and sit next to you or stand in doorways to bar you from your chores. A galaxy of worlds waiting, waiting to be explored.
bookshelf I have one and it doesn’t have many books on it because I like to store my books in the form of random piles sitting around in my room. I like going to libraries because I prefer reading books I’ve never heard of instead of ones I know about. It’s more adventurous that way, I think.
Livia Ross
on my bookshelf i have many interesting books… but the one i dont have is my life story…
the one that i will one day write, the one that you will one day read….
Nari
the bookshelf was dusty, it was not used to store books – everything but, in fact, DVDs lamps, money, pamplets, everything but books, The books were on the floor. They were read, They were never displayed. It was an interesting life to lead.
Shane
The repository of all my most treasured possessions, my trove of wisdom and the multiple places I have found respite and relief from the weary world.
She was in a panic, tossing books down. “This one might do,” she hissed, pulling it out by the weathered spine.
“Hurry up,” shouted her sister from the other room. “They’re almost here, and how are we going to fix all this?!”
Sophie Calhoun
Bookshelfs are treasure chests of knowledge. And since knowledge is power, bookshelfs are thrones. Since thrones are like a holder. Bookshelves create kings.
I look upon my book shelf and think to myself…one day my novel will be up there, and on book shop shelves too. That, I hope, is the future I have to look forward to by working hard…
Xylvablue
love to read books, they take me off to places I would never consider… I love the way they are arranged on a shelf, some covers thick with dust, others dogeared and torn.
colleen
Too many books and not enough time.
Why keep so many around?
Any good? Don’t know but can’t discard.
Maybe one day I’ll read them all,who knows?
nana
I like the people who live in books. You can make them go away just by turning the page.
The bookshelf always haunts me, it is gathering dust and I keep procrastinating
Its not the dust really, its just me not willing to give in to the books
Gabriel Minn
There was a bookshelf. it fell down. all the information was lost forever as waiting underneath the shelf were a gaggle of book monsters with their mouths open.
Martin Latham
along the wall of my thought
lies the inspiration.
volumes of images and tohought that can bee relived
by reading the stirrings of others…
there is no end…
only the continuation of thought and creation.
Nate
this bookshelf holds all my books- I love my books as they give great joy- some of them are real companions that keep me company others help me out if I have a question- the thing about this bookshelf is i find it difficult to dust – I like bookshelves that do not have not obvious way of staying up
eli
There are books. Hoardes of them. All lined up in a row like children waiting to get inside the classroom. The spines are inconspicuous. All a deep green, leather bound, with gold detailing circling them. They look regal, almost. Noble. Rather intimidating. Just standing there, staring. Nobody knows of the horror they hold.
Becky
A bookshelf is something of which i do not have enough: librarians collect books as a matter of course, and I can’t bear to get rid of books: have had to be strong minded recently and weed – was difficult!
I like to read books. Books are very impotent to your life. Books give you ways to perceive the world, and they give you situations to think about to improve your current life, and give you hope, and things to look forward too.
Brooke
BOOKS, i like to read, spesielt fantacy-books. A werry good writer i know is bull-hansen. He is the author of my faverit book called syv historier fra Vestskogen, or seven stories from the vestforrest in engelish
skade
A hall with pieces of puzzle, waiting be solved. waiting to be uncovered.
It fell off the bookshelf by itself, an old book covered in a strange smelling binding. Cheap leather, maybe. I looked at the back cover, shiny black hair and two dots. Nipples.
on the old black shelf stood an old black book with pages yellowed and ivory with age – few saw it waiitng there like a bomb without the ticking but those that saw the bird perched above waiting for the shelf to be unloaded saw the mess of pellets below – they knew the predatory nature of its contents
i have often wante to have a big bookshelf. I dont have that many books but always imagined that i would first create a big or several bookshelves and then proceed to fill them up over a period of time. Of course i havnt gotten around to doing it.
abhilash
A place to store dreams. This place contains some of the most amazing experiences and stories in the world. It can also be a place to hold memories and trinkets alongside the books you read.
Hannah
You stand their tall and mighty. the knowledge of plenty and the never ending creativity that will forever live on. you have spines filled with words that wont silence once read.
Civil
im going going gone. Gone into the misty chilly night or oblivion and the epitome of love and seremnity that exits above brings joy to my heart. Im gone with the wind and will keep going untill the gone is gone far beyond
vivek dar
on my bookshelf there’s the photo you gifted me to remind me of you when i would be far away.
now that i’m really far away i don’t need it though. who needs a picture when i have you right in front of me every time i close my eyes.
Jo
So many hidden things, Egypt, Spain, Madagascar, you contain…
Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain
Andalusia with fields full of grain
I have to see you again and again
Oh Bookshelf, carry me away……
Full of old dusty books. Leather bound beauties waiting to be discovered, all splendid in red and gold. The occassional ‘Horrid Henry’ popped in for your own amusement.
Elsie
I have one book shelf in my house that holds around a hundred books. I’m so fond of this little piece of furniture in my house that I could die. Uh, and its made of wood, the color is a deep brown that looks like a cup of hot chocolate with glass holders in the front.
Isha
Why oh why was she so cursed to live this vertically challenged life?!
Those were her only thoughts as Marybeth strove and stretched upon the very tips of her toes, reaching out for the coveted book at the top of the shelf. Her fingertips just barely brushed the spine of its grayish red cover, grazing a streak of dust as she did so. So CLOSE! If only she could just-!
Before she was able to finish the sentence, a succession of groaning floorboards reached her ears. Like a deer caught in the headlights, she completely froze at the sound. Someone was coming. If she didn’t get out now, she’d be dead.
bookshelfs hold books like parents hold their babies
bookshelfs are in the midst of important treasures of our world.
they hold crafted and recorded thoughts of our race about our society
Kerritt Saintal
My bookshelf is too empty. I always have the most trouble discovering new and enticing reads. Where do I go, where do I look for these books, these books to fill the empty spaces on my bookshelf?
my bookshelves are almost full. i mean, almost. there’s still some space on them, and i’m contemplating with what books i’d like to fill the remaining space. i think the books would be…
wat ik denk over een boekenplank Ik heb thuis een heleboel boeken. Maar of ik ze nou allemaal nodig hebt. Eigenlijk zijn boekenplanken voor niets. Want als je een boek gelezen hebt kan het ook wel weg. Wat is dit een leuke applicatie trouwens. Heel goede schrijfoefening
He looked out of the window. Nobody moved.
-Have you really no idea what you’ve done?
He shrugged.
There was no sound.
-Why do you think that it’s so serious?
Noone moved. Nobody spoke. Nobody smiled.
He shrugged again.
a bookshelf will keep books if you have them. otherwise it is a collector of junk. It is a junk bay that holds, shows off, displays proudly all of the accumulated stuffs of life you cannot seem to throw away even though you see them everyday, sitting there, collecting dust.
magiske ord som skrives for å tømme min kreativeitiet og eller åpne for den kanalen hvor magiske ord kan strømme ut og utvikle og fylle meg med energi
life between the dusty covers. A place of solitude until characters come out of the pages and sit next to you or stand in doorways to bar you from your chores. A galaxy of worlds waiting, waiting to be explored.
bookshelf I have one and it doesn’t have many books on it because I like to store my books in the form of random piles sitting around in my room. I like going to libraries because I prefer reading books I’ve never heard of instead of ones I know about. It’s more adventurous that way, I think.
on my bookshelf i have many interesting books… but the one i dont have is my life story…
the one that i will one day write, the one that you will one day read….
the bookshelf was dusty, it was not used to store books – everything but, in fact, DVDs lamps, money, pamplets, everything but books, The books were on the floor. They were read, They were never displayed. It was an interesting life to lead.
The repository of all my most treasured possessions, my trove of wisdom and the multiple places I have found respite and relief from the weary world.
She was in a panic, tossing books down. “This one might do,” she hissed, pulling it out by the weathered spine.
“Hurry up,” shouted her sister from the other room. “They’re almost here, and how are we going to fix all this?!”
Bookshelfs are treasure chests of knowledge. And since knowledge is power, bookshelfs are thrones. Since thrones are like a holder. Bookshelves create kings.
I look upon my book shelf and think to myself…one day my novel will be up there, and on book shop shelves too. That, I hope, is the future I have to look forward to by working hard…
love to read books, they take me off to places I would never consider… I love the way they are arranged on a shelf, some covers thick with dust, others dogeared and torn.
Too many books and not enough time.
Why keep so many around?
Any good? Don’t know but can’t discard.
Maybe one day I’ll read them all,who knows?
I like the people who live in books. You can make them go away just by turning the page.
The bookshelf always haunts me, it is gathering dust and I keep procrastinating
Its not the dust really, its just me not willing to give in to the books
There was a bookshelf. it fell down. all the information was lost forever as waiting underneath the shelf were a gaggle of book monsters with their mouths open.
along the wall of my thought
lies the inspiration.
volumes of images and tohought that can bee relived
by reading the stirrings of others…
there is no end…
only the continuation of thought and creation.
this bookshelf holds all my books- I love my books as they give great joy- some of them are real companions that keep me company others help me out if I have a question- the thing about this bookshelf is i find it difficult to dust – I like bookshelves that do not have not obvious way of staying up
There are books. Hoardes of them. All lined up in a row like children waiting to get inside the classroom. The spines are inconspicuous. All a deep green, leather bound, with gold detailing circling them. They look regal, almost. Noble. Rather intimidating. Just standing there, staring. Nobody knows of the horror they hold.
A bookshelf is something of which i do not have enough: librarians collect books as a matter of course, and I can’t bear to get rid of books: have had to be strong minded recently and weed – was difficult!
I like to read books. Books are very impotent to your life. Books give you ways to perceive the world, and they give you situations to think about to improve your current life, and give you hope, and things to look forward too.
BOOKS, i like to read, spesielt fantacy-books. A werry good writer i know is bull-hansen. He is the author of my faverit book called syv historier fra Vestskogen, or seven stories from the vestforrest in engelish
A hall with pieces of puzzle, waiting be solved. waiting to be uncovered.
It fell off the bookshelf by itself, an old book covered in a strange smelling binding. Cheap leather, maybe. I looked at the back cover, shiny black hair and two dots. Nipples.
on the old black shelf stood an old black book with pages yellowed and ivory with age – few saw it waiitng there like a bomb without the ticking but those that saw the bird perched above waiting for the shelf to be unloaded saw the mess of pellets below – they knew the predatory nature of its contents
I’ve just got to dust it, was so embarrassed when Rob was visiting, he pulled out a mini book to read, and was instantly engulfed in a cloud of dust.
i have often wante to have a big bookshelf. I dont have that many books but always imagined that i would first create a big or several bookshelves and then proceed to fill them up over a period of time. Of course i havnt gotten around to doing it.
A place to store dreams. This place contains some of the most amazing experiences and stories in the world. It can also be a place to hold memories and trinkets alongside the books you read.
You stand their tall and mighty. the knowledge of plenty and the never ending creativity that will forever live on. you have spines filled with words that wont silence once read.
im going going gone. Gone into the misty chilly night or oblivion and the epitome of love and seremnity that exits above brings joy to my heart. Im gone with the wind and will keep going untill the gone is gone far beyond
on my bookshelf there’s the photo you gifted me to remind me of you when i would be far away.
now that i’m really far away i don’t need it though. who needs a picture when i have you right in front of me every time i close my eyes.
So many hidden things, Egypt, Spain, Madagascar, you contain…
Take me to Portugal, take me to Spain
Andalusia with fields full of grain
I have to see you again and again
Oh Bookshelf, carry me away……
Full of old dusty books. Leather bound beauties waiting to be discovered, all splendid in red and gold. The occassional ‘Horrid Henry’ popped in for your own amusement.
I have one book shelf in my house that holds around a hundred books. I’m so fond of this little piece of furniture in my house that I could die. Uh, and its made of wood, the color is a deep brown that looks like a cup of hot chocolate with glass holders in the front.
Why oh why was she so cursed to live this vertically challenged life?!
Those were her only thoughts as Marybeth strove and stretched upon the very tips of her toes, reaching out for the coveted book at the top of the shelf. Her fingertips just barely brushed the spine of its grayish red cover, grazing a streak of dust as she did so. So CLOSE! If only she could just-!
Before she was able to finish the sentence, a succession of groaning floorboards reached her ears. Like a deer caught in the headlights, she completely froze at the sound. Someone was coming. If she didn’t get out now, she’d be dead.
Literally.
there are no bookshelves in the living room. there are no tables in the kitchen. there is no grass outside. I thought today would be like sundays.
bookshelfs hold books like parents hold their babies
bookshelfs are in the midst of important treasures of our world.
they hold crafted and recorded thoughts of our race about our society
My bookshelf is too empty. I always have the most trouble discovering new and enticing reads. Where do I go, where do I look for these books, these books to fill the empty spaces on my bookshelf?