Poems

I have recently started to gather ideas for some prose poems and intend to start writing them soon. In the meantime, here are a couple from a few years back. One hopefully more amusing, and one more serious.

A visit to the Library

I visited the Library the other day,

The smart newly built Library in town.

Magnificent building all made of glass,

But inside the shelves look tatty;

Like they're temporary; waiting for new shelves,

But I don't think they are.

There are computers everywhere.

Some to work on,

Some to tell you stuff like how many books you have,

When to bring them back,

And in my case, how much your fines come to.

Sometimes they let you off the fines.

If no-one else is waiting for the book

Or it doesn't come to very much.

Last year I forgot a book

Left it under my bed

And I got a whopper of a fine.

Won't do that again.

I find the computer that helps me find the book I want.

It isn't very helpful.

Ah... Three Copies in.

None reserved.

Excellent.

Go to shelf ... nowhere in sight.

All the books are out of order, so I end up checking every one.

Twice.

Surely there's no way that three people took the same book out in the time it took me to get from the computer to the shelf?

Hmmm.

Another visit to the computer

And I notice a 'more info' button

Which tells me exactly where the three books have got to.

One is out?

But, none reserved!

Oh reserved. Silly me.

So some one has it, but no one is waiting for it.

Ok.

And the other two?

Miles away in other Libraries the other side of town.

What's the point in telling me what other Libraries have?

I want to know what I can get here.

One of the Libraries isn't too far,

And I can get there on one bus,

So I decide to go.

First of all, I need to take out 2 other books I have.

You don't need to speak to anyone,

It's amazing.

No wonder people don't talk to each other nowadays.

All computers fault.

I put my books neatly together

On the shelf in front of the screen

And swipe my card.

This is where the fun begins.

Forwards,

Backwards,

Upside down forwards,

Upside down backwards.

S l o w l y

Quickly

I must look a right idiot,

I'm glad there's no one behind me.

They'd be tapping their feet,

Making impatient noises by now.

After the computer gives up on me twice

Because it thinks there is no one there

It works.

Suddenly.

And the full details of the books

Appear on the screen.

Magic.

Can someone please explain how they do that?

" Errr magnets and lasers and stuff..."

One of my friends explained vaguely

When I expressed this amazement to them.

I get on the bus and go to the other Library.

Despite being refurbished

This Library still has that proper Library smell

Like old schools

Where Stern divorced female teachers in their fifties

With a chip on their shoulder

(Probably about 'Men'?)

Look over their glasses and

Bark at children all day long.

I find the book

Eventually.

Here they have better card scanners

Like in shops

Where you pass the card underneath.

One second

Beep

Done

They should get those at the other Library

An interruption


I had it all planned out
What I was going to do with my afternoon.
Asked if I could do a favour
I said yes
Begrudgingly.
"Ok...
As long as it doesn't take too long.
I have all this stuff to do, after all.
Let's go now
So I can get back quickly."

Just as
We're about to leave
The phone rings.

Grrrrrr
Why does the phone
Always
Ring
At moments like this?


Five minutes later,
I hear the phonecall end.


Friend of the family lost her baby 8 months along.

Why does the world

Stand


Still

At moments like this?