Piled up on shelves

Stacked up mounts

Filled up to the corners

Till they spill like water

Scattered all about the house

Under pillows beneath chairs

Playing hide and seek

Surprising me when they appear

Messes on the table

Some opened

Pages torn


Covers glittering in the sun

Like colorful autumn leaves

Lying on the ground

I pick one up

Flip through the pages

Where different markers

Have left their traces

The dweller

other poetry

elaine shao

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Elaine likes to paint write and sleep. She especially likes to short, spontaneous poems that capture feelings. If you share the same taste or hobbies she would love to be friends with you!