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Reading is more than just a hobby; it is a journey of exploration and discovery. It can be a form of escape, a way to learn something new, or simply a way to relax.
Whether you prefer fiction, non-fiction, or something in between, the act of reading is a joy experienced by many.
In this article, we will explore how to enjoy being a bookworm by focusing on poetry about reading books.
From classics to contemporary works, this collection of poems about reading will inspire your inner bookworm and bring a smile to your face.
So, grab a cup of tea and dive into these delightful poems about reading!
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Famous Poems about Reading
Reading has been a source of inspiration for many famous poets throughout history. In this category, we will explore some of the most famous reading poems.
1. I Can Read With My Eyes Shut!
by Dr. Seuss
I can read in red. I can read in blue.
I can read in pickle color too.
I can read in bed, and in purple, and in brown.
I can read in a circle and upside down!
I can read with my left eye. I can read with my right.
I can read Mississippi with my eyes shut tight!
There are so many things you can learn about.
But…you’ll miss the best things
If you keep your eyes shut.
The more that you read, the more things you will know
The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
If you read with your eyes shut you’re likely to find
That the place where you’re going is far, far behind
SO…that’s why I tell you to keep your eyes wide.
Keep them wide open…at least on one side.
2. Open A Book
by Jane Baskwill
Open a book
And you will find
People and places of every kind;
Open a book
And you can be
Anything that you want to be;
Open a book
And you can share
Wondrous worlds you find in there;
Open a book
And I will too
You read to me
And I’ll read to you.
3. The Book-Worm
by C.W. Pearson
To heroes who on battlefields win fame
We do not grudge the lordly lion’s name;
Those who, insensible to others’ cares,
Are always rough and surly, we call bears;
To those who learn no lesson from what passes,
The ever dull and stupid, we call asses.
All claim to be a lion I resign,
And shun all bearish traits and asinine;
Nature has cast me for another part
And I embrace my lot with all my heart;
To satisfy an ever-craving need,
All day upon the leaves of books I feed,
And by night I find a resting-place
In what by day appears of books a case;
Thus day and night I think my title firm
To be that busy idler—a book-worm.
4. Notes on the Art of Poetry
by Dylan Thomas
I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,
such sandstorms and ice blasts of words,
such staggering peace, such enormous laughter,
such and so many blinding bright lights,
splashing all over the pages
in a million bits and pieces
all of which were words, words, words,
and each of which were alive forever
in its own delight and glory and oddity and light.
5. Fossils
by Amos Russel Wells
The time was Carboniferous,
The place was by the share.
Some molecules vociferous
Of Fe SO4
Induced a little conifer
To take them in her stem,
Letting go the blood and bone of her
And making room for them
Until the plant ridiculous
Was a fossil nothing more
All because of that iniquitous
Shrewd Fe SO4
‘Twas the time of Homo Sapiens,
The place,—a library
Some dusty tomes of weight lmmense
By subtle sorcery
Induced a great philosopher
To take them in his brain,
Rejecting, you of course infer,
Its former contents vain,
Until the sage rapacious
Became, one summer day,
A leather-backed veracious,
Encyclopc-di-a!
6. Adventures With Books
by Velda Blumhagen
Books are ships that sail the seas
To lands of snow or jungle trees.
And I’m the captain bold and free
Who will decide which place we’ll see.
Come, let us sail the magic ship.
Books are trains in many lands,
Crossing hills or desert sands.
And I’m the engineer who guides
The train on its exciting rides.
Come, let us ride the magic train.
Books are zoos that make a home
For birds and beasts not free to roam.
And I’m the keeper of the zoo,
I choose the things to show to you.
Come, let us visit in a zoo.
Books are gardens, fairies, elves,
Cowboys, and people like ourselves.
And I can find with one good look
Just what I want inside a book.
Come, let us read! For reading’s fun!
7. No Greater Fortune
by Hamilton Wright Mabie
No greater fortune can befall a child
Than to be born into a home where
The best books are read,
The best music interpreted,
And the best talk enjoyed,
For in these privileges the
Richest educational privileges are supplied.
8. This Is My Dream
by Theodosia Garrison
This is my dream, to have you on a day
Of beating rain and sullen clouds of gloom
Here with me, in the old, familiar room,
Watching the logs beneath the flames’ swift play
Burst into strange conceits of bud and bloom.
The things we know about us here and there,
The books we love, half read, on floor and knee,
The stein the Dutchman brought from oversea
Standing invitingly beside your chair,
The while we quote and talk and – disagree;
Rebuild the castles that we reared in Spain,
Reread the poet that our childhood knew,
With eyes that meet when some quaint thought rings true.
Oh, friend, for some such day of cheer and rain,
Books, and the dear companionship of you!
Funny Poems about Reading
Welcome to the world of interesting poems about reading! Here you will find a range of humorous poems which celebrate the joy of reading.
1. Storyboat
by Bobbi Katz
It’s time to read a story,
so climb aboard with me,
and we can sail a storyboat
across a magic sea.
We can visit jungles
or rub noses with a bear.
We can visit anyplace
and sail to anywhere.
We can learn a lot of stuff
from sailin storyboats –
like how to ride on elephants
or how skinks got striped coats.
We can meet a bunch of kids
that we’ll be glad to know,
and when the summer gets too hot,
we’ll sail in seas of snow!
2. I Met a Dragon Face to Face
by Jack Prelutsky
I met a dragon face to face
the year when I was ten,
I took a trip to outer space,
I braved a pirate’s den,
I wrestled with a wicked troll,
and fought a great white shark,
I trailed a rabbit down a hole,
I hunted for a snark.
I stowed aboard a submarine,
I opened magic doors,
I traveled in a time machine,
and searched for dinosaurs,
I climbed atop a giant’s head,
I found a pot of gold,
I did all this in books I read
when I was ten years old.
3. Enchantment
by Jane Yolen
Stack by stack,
shelf by shelf,
I pick out books
all by myself.
Page by page,
line by line,
word by word,
I make books mine.
With a wave of a card
like a wizard’s right hand—
and an alphabet-alchemy,
life
is
just
grand.
4. I Opened a Book
by Julia Donaldson
I opened a book and in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I’ve left my chair, my house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.
I’m wearing the cloak, I’ve slipped on the ring,
I’ve swallowed the magic potion.
I’ve fought with a dragon, dined with a king
And dived in a bottomless ocean.
I opened a book and made some friends.
I shared their tears and laughter
And followed their road with its bumps and bends
To the happily ever after.
I finished my book and out I came.
The cloak can no longer hide me.
My chair and my house are just the same,
But I have a book inside me.
5. Library Poem
by Julia Donaldson
Everyone is welcome to walk through the door.
It really doesn’t matter if you’re rich or poor.
There are books in boxes and books on shelves.
They’re free for you to borrow, so help yourselves.
Come and meet your heroes, old and new,
From William the Conqueror to Winnie the Pooh.
You can look into the Mirror or read The Times,
Or bring along a toddler to chant some rhymes.
The librarian’s a friend who loves to lend,
So see if there’s a book that she can recommend.
Read that book, and if you’re bitten
You can borrow all the other ones the author’s written.
Are you into battles or biography?
Are you keen on gerbils or geography?
Gardening or ghosts? Sharks or science fiction?
There’s something here for everyone, whatever your addiction.
There are students revising, deep in concentration,
And school kids doing projects, finding inspiration.
Over in the corner there’s a table with seating,
So come along and join in the Book Club meeting.
Yes, come to the library! Browse and borrow,
And help make sure it’ll still be here tomorrow.
6. Books to the Ceiling
by Arnold Lobel
Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky,
My piles of books are a mile high.
How I love them!
How I need them!
I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them.
Short Poems about Reading
Here are some short poetries about reading that capture the beauty of this wonderful activity. It can open up new worlds, take us on amazing adventures.
1. On Reading
Great thoughts in crude, unshapely verse set forth,
Lose half their preciousness, and ever must.
Unless the diamond with its own rich dust
Be cut and polished, it seems little worth.
2. Reading Aloud
by Christopher Morley
Once we read Tennyson aloud
In our great fireside chair;
Between the lines, my lips could touch
Her April-scented hair.
How very fond I was, to think
The printed poems fair,
When close within my arms I held
A living lyric there!
3. There is no Frigate Like a Book
by Emily Dickinson
There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry.
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll;
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears the Human Soul!
4. How it is Done
by Anonymous
As step by step the hill we mount,
As one by one we learn to count,
So word by word we learn to spell,
And line by line to read quite well.
5. Song of the Bookmark
by Ruby Archer
As lilies on lusk water sleep,
Whose depths are jeweled by the skies,
I sleep on thought serene and deep.—
The prisoned stars are human eyes.
6. Xxl. A Book
by Emily Dickinson
He ate and drank the precious words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
He danced along the dingy days,
And this bequest of wings
Was but a book. What liberty
A loosened spirit brings!
7. I Know a Man
by Annette Wynne
I know a man who thinks he’s poor,
But he is rich indeed,
He has a chair, a friend who’s sure,
And three good books to read!
8. My Book
by Annette Wynne
A little gate my book can be
That leads to fields of minstrelsy,
And though you think I sit at home
Afar in foreign fields I roam.
Long Poems about Reading
Through a mix of personal stories, reflections, and observations, we hope to uncover the beauty and power of the written word by long poetries about reading.
1. Take A Look
by Catherine Pulsifer
Oh, the many books I have read
Some quite good and others I dread
Short ones, long ones on many different topics
New ones, old ones, some are truly relics.
You can lose yourself in a story
And there are ones full of glory
Ones to help you cope with life
And others about being a good husband or wife
But all of the books ever written
The best one we have all been given
Is the one that was inspired by God
It is complete and very broad.
The Bible is the best self-help book
If you haven’t read it you should take a look
It is full of life stories that we all can see
That life is, at times, not so easy.
The pages of the Bible are full
Once you get into it you will find a pull
To understand the culture at the time
It helps with life’s small and big climbs.
It is the all-time best selling book
Which people at times overlook.
Many have tried to destroy the words
Only to find it still moving forward.
The pages are full of ordinary people
People like you and me
God uses those to show his ways
He loves you each and every day.
So if you haven’t read this book
Take a moment and have a look
Talk with others who have studied the book
And your life will have a different look.
2. A Course of Regular Reading
by Anonymous
Master Bee, as you wanton among the sweet flowers,
On your busy, gay loaferage speeding,
Is there any bee-critic to poison your hours
With advice as to regular feeding?
Master Thrush, now a-sulk with a sniff for a song,
Now a-tilt in a frenzy ecstatic,
Is there any thrush Solon to tell you how wrong
Is singing thus wild and erratic?
Master Butterfly, lying along the smooth breeze,
Or tumbling on meadow waves surging,
Do butterfly wiseacres trouble your ease,
Some regular exercise urging?
Merry masters, pray tell: what reply shall I make
To their dull and redoubtable pleading
Who bid me such frolics as yours to forsake
For a course of regular reading?
Can I hope to explain how a nibble of Lamb
Makes Bacon the easier eating?
How a wee sip of Burns, Just the tiniest dram,
Clears the mind for a Miltonic meeting?
Can I make them perceive, with my Shakespeare and Grote,
How the first gains strength from the other,
As that mystic old giant more mightily
Each time that he touched his Earth mother?
Do you think they will see how we verily know,
In defiance of regular order,
All the nooks of the woods, all the flowers where they grow,
While they have but crept through the border?
3. In a Library
by Emily Dickinson
A precious, mouldering pleasure ‘t is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,
His venerable hand to take,
And warming in our own,
A passage back, or two, to make
To times when he was young.
His quaint opinions to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;
What interested scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty.
And Sophocles a man;
When Sappho was a living girl,
And Beatrice wore
The gown that Dante deified.
Facts, centuries before,
He traverses familiar,
As one should come to town
And tell you all your dreams were true;
He lived where dreams were sown.
His presence is enchantment,
You beg him not to go;
Old volumes shake their vellum heads
And tantalize, just so.
4. Good Books
by Edgar Guest
Good books are friendly things to own.
If you are busy they will wait.
They will not call you on the phone
Or wake you if the hour is late.
They stand together row by row,
Upon the low shelf or the high.
But if you’re lonesome this you know:
You have a friend or two nearby.
The fellowship of books is real.
They’re never noisy when you’re still.
They won’t disturb you at your meal.
They’ll comfort you when you are ill.
The lonesome hours they’ll always share.
When slighted they will not complain.
And though for them you’ve ceased to care
Your constant friends they’ll still remain.
Good books your faults will never see
Or tell about them round the town.
If you would have their company
You merely have to take them down.
They’ll help you pass the time away,
They’ll counsel give if that you need.
He has true friends for night and day
Who has a few good books to read.
5. Show Us Many Things
by Catherine Pulsifer
Books can show us many things
Open one and find the knowledge they bring
Books can take us places we have never seen
They can teach us how to cook and clean.
To a child, they can be
A treasure full of glee
Picture books and storybooks
Oh, how a child loves to look.
A book can be read for pleasure
The give us relaxation that is hard to measure
A biography, a mystery, or a romance
Sometimes we find an author by chance.
And when we are feeling down,
A book of jokes is like a clown
Reading them brings smiles
Motivating us to go another mile.
And some books can inspire
Helping us realize our desire.
And you will find motivation too
To help you with all you do.
So whatever you are looking for
Pick up a book that could open the door
Always make time to read each day
You will learn lots on the way.
6. The Land of Story-Ooks
by Robert Louis Stevenson
At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
They sit at home and talk and sing,
And do not play at anything.
Now, with my little gun, I crawl
All in the dark along the wall,
And follow round the forest track
Away behind the sofa back.
There, in the night, where none can spy,
All in my hunter’s camp I lie,
And play at books that I have read
Till it is time to go to bed.
These are the hills, these are the woods,
These are my starry solitudes;
And there the river by whose brink
The roaring lions come to drink.
I see the others far away
As if in firelit camp they lay,
And I, like to an Indian scout,
Around their party prowled about.
So, when my nurse comes in for me,
Home I return across the sea,
And go to bed with backward looks
At my dear land of Story-books.
Poems about Reading That Rhyme
This collection of poems explores the joys of reading and the power of literature. These poems about reading with rhyme capture the delight of discovering new worlds.
1. Fragmentary
by Amos Russel Wells
I like the little poems
That hide in little books,
Waiting for little snatches
In little, cozy nooks
They mind me of the robins,
With fragrant whiffs of song,
Far dearer than Beethoven,
But that is very wrong!
Perhaps if life in ordered
Continuance would run,
Not now a bit of shadow
And now a bit of sun,—
Perhaps I might, if living
Were epic-long and wide,
Care less for little poems
In little books that hide.
2. Adventure
by Anonymous
Here’s an adventure! What awaits
Beyond these closed, mysterious gates?
Whom shall I meet, where shall I go?
Beyond the lovely land I know?
Above the sky, across the sea?
What shall I learn and feel and be?
Open, strange doors, to good or ill!
I hold my breath a moment still
Before the magic of your look.
What shall you do to me, O book?
3. Books
by Solveig Paulson Russell
Books are friends who take you far
Wherever you would go,
From torrid lands and jungle ways
To northern fields of snow.
Books bring us gifts from long ago
And hints of future days,
And lead the mind refreshingly
On unfamiliar ways.
Books are the chests of pirate gold
Where wealth in stories lies
As varied as the clouds that blow
Across November skies.
4. Happy Chimney Corner Days
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Summer fading, winter comes –
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.
All the pretty things put by,
Wait upon the children’s eye,
Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,
In the picture story-books.
We may see how all things are,
Seas and cities, near and far,
And the flying fairies’ looks,
In the picture story-books.
How am I to sing your praise,
Happy chimney-corner days,
Sitting safe in nursery nooks,
Reading picture story-books
5. Pictures Are Windows
by Annette Wynne
Pictures are windows to many lands,
But a book is a door that ready stands
To him who will open and go outside,
Where the rivers and plains are free and wide.
Pictures are windows through which we look,
But the door of the world is just a book!
6. I Read
by Catherine Pulsifer
I read each day and find pleasure
My books are such a treasure.
I read each day and learn
Knowledge that brings returns.
I read each day and find
That it refreshes my mind.
Poems about Reading for Children
Reading is an important part of a child’s development, and poetry can be a fun and engaging way to get kids interested in reading. Here are some poems about reading for children.
1. The Reading Mother
by Strickland Gillilan
I had a mother who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
“Blackbirds” stowed in the hold beneath.
I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.
I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.
I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings –
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such!
You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be –
I had a Mother who read to me.
2. Books Are for Looks
by Isabelle Spooner
Books are for looks; a look for a tale
Of possible a lion, a tiger, or a whale.
A look for adventure, exciting, intense
With mystery unfolding and growing suspense.
A look for a fact, to inform or relate,
A picture, a poem, or a word to locate.
You never can tell when you start to look
What interesting things may come in a book!
3. There is a Land
by Leland B. Jacobs
There is a land –
A marvelous land –
Where trolls and giants dwell;
Where witches
With their bitter brew
Can cast a magic spell;
Where mermaids sing,
Where carpets fly,
Where, in the midst of night,
Brownies dance
To cricket tunes;
And ghosts, all shivery and white,
Prowl and moan.
There is a land
Of magic folks and deeds,
And anyone
Can visit there
Who reads and reads and reads.
4. Read to Me
by Jane Yolen
Read to me riddles and read to me rhymes
Read to me stories of magical times
Read to me tales about castles and kings
Read to me stories of fabulous things
Read to me pirates and read to me knights
Read to me dragons and dragon-book fights
Read to me spaceships and cowboys and then
When you are finished- please read them again.
5. Books
by Helen H. Moore
If you read a few, then you’ll know it’s true:
Books are good for you!
Chefs read cook books,
Pirates? “Hook” books!
Little kids read lift-and-look books!
We read books of poems and prose –
Some of these and some of those.
Read some too, and you’ll agree,
Books are good for you and me!
6. Reading in Bed
by Helen H. Moore
Oh, what could be better
Than reading in bed,
Or thinking about
All the books that you’ve read?
With someone who loves you,
A father, a mother,
A doll, or a pet,
Or a sister or brother,
A grandma, a grandpa,
An uncle, an aunt –
(Can you think of anything better?
I can’t!)
While outside the sky
Is all twinkling with light,
From stars that shine down
As we sleep through the night.
Oh, what could be better
Than sleepin in bed,
When the books that you love
Fill the dreams in your head?
7. What is a Book?
by Lora Daunt
A book is pages, pictures and words
A book is animals, people and birds
A book is stories of queens and kings
Poems and songs-so many things!
Curled in a corner where I can hide
With a book I can journey far and wide
Though it’s only paper from end to end
A book is a very special friend.
8. Pass the Poems, Please
by Jane Baskwill
Pass the poem please
Pile them on my plate
Put them right in front of me
For I can hardly wait
To take each tangy word
To try each tasty rhyme
And when I’ve tried them once or twice
I’ll try them one more time:
So pass the poems please
They just won’t leave my head
I have to have more poems
Before I go to bed.
Poems about Reading and Its Importance
Reading can be a powerful tool for learning, and connecting us to different cultures. These poems on importance of reading explore the power of reading.
1. Furnish the Mind
by Locke
Reading furnishes the mind
Only with materials of knowledge;
It is thinking makes what we read ours.
We are of the ruminating kind,
And it is not enough to cram ourselves
With a great load of collections;
Unless we chew them over again,
They will not give us strength and nourishment.
2. When You Can Read
by Bobbi Katz
When you can read, then you can go
from Kalamazoo to Idaho –
Or read directions that explain
just how to build a model plane –
Or bake a cake or cook a stew –
The words will tell you what to do!
When you can read, then you can play
a brand new game the proper way –
Or get a letter from a friend
and read it . . . to the very end!
3. I Like a Book
by M. Lucille Ford
I like a book. It tells me things
Of ancient peoples and their kings
And what they used to do;
Of giants in some far-off land
And things I hardly understand,
Both make-believe and true.
I like books. It’s fun to see
How interesting they can be –
As people are. And so
I try to treat them like a friend
And many pleasant hours spend
In learning what they know.
4. Watch What You Read
by Catherine Pulsifer
Fill your mind with positive things
Reading will always bring
A better perspective on life
It will help you filter out the strife.
Read quotes and books that inspire you
They will refresh your mind that is so true.
Don’t focus on negative news
It will only make you blue.
Read poetry that is upbeat
It will give you a mini-retreat.
Enjoy your reading time
Thoughts that can last a lifetime.
5. Reading
by Shruti Atri
To be haunted
By voices of people
I have known,
But will never meet;
To be drawn
Into worlds
I have explored,
But will never see;
The sheer emotion of reading,
Magnifies and withers across each page;
With ink tearing into our hearts,
Leaving us yearning at each epilogue…
Poems about Reading and Writing
The following poems celebrate the joys of reading and writing. These verses capture the magic of books and the power of words.
1. The Author to Her Book
by Anne Bradstreet
Thou ill-form’d offspring of my feeble brain,
Who after birth didst by my side remain,
Till snatched from thence by friends, less wise than true,
Who thee abroad, expos’d to publick view,
Made thee in raggs, halting to th’ press to trudge,
Where errors were not lessened (all may judg).
At thy return my blushing was not small,
My rambling brat (in print) should mother call,
I cast thee by as one unfit for light,
Thy Visage was so irksome in my sight;
Yet being mine own, at length affection would
Thy blemishes amend, if so I could:
I wash’d thy face, but more defects I saw,
And rubbing off a spot, still made a flaw.
I stretched thy joynts to make thee even feet,
Yet still thou run’st more hobling then is meet;
In better dress to trim thee was my mind,
But nought save home-spun Cloth, i’ th’ house I find.
In this array ’mongst Vulgars mayst thou roam.
In Criticks hands, beware thou dost not come;
And take thy way where yet thou art not known,
If for thy Father askt, say, thou hadst none:
And for thy Mother, she alas is poor,
Which caus’d her thus to send thee out of door.
2. The Secret
by Denise Levertov
Two girls discover
the secret of life
in a sudden line of
poetry.
I who don’t know the
secret wrote
the line. They
told me
(through a third person)
they had found it
but not what it was
not even
what line it was. No doubt
by now, more than a week
later, they have forgotten
the secret,
the line, the name of
the poem. I love them
for finding what
I can’t find,
and for loving me
for the line I wrote,
and for forgetting it
so that
a thousand times, till death
finds them, they may
discover it again, in other
lines
in other
happenings. And for
wanting to know it,
for
assuming there is
such a secret, yes,
for that
most of all.
3. In the Study
by Burges Johnson
Nicest place in all the house
Is my poppa’s study chair;
Just as quiet as a mouse
I go creeping there,
An’ he gives a little smile,
Writing, writing, all the while.
There’s at least a million books
Up and down and round the wall.
I guess, from the way it looks,
I can’t read them all!
If I did I’m sure I’d be
Just as wise and big as he.
4. The Book
by P. Wheeler
Each life of man is but a page
In God’s great diary; each age
A separate volume and each race
A chapter. For a little space
We write, and, childlike, cry our powers,
Nor deem His hand is guiding ours.
Poems about Reading Books
This section is dedicated to poems about the joy of reading books. Here you will find poems celebrating the love of literature and the beauty of the written word.
1. Magic Keys
by Leah Gibbs Knobbe
Would you like to travel far
From the place where now you are?
Read a book!
Would you nature’s secrets know,
How her children live and grow?
Read a book!
Is it adventure that you crave,
On land or on ocean wave?
Read a book!
Would you like to talk with kings?
Or to fly with Lindbergh’s wings?
Read a book!
Would you look on days gone by?
Know scientific reasons why?
Read a book!
The world before you will unfold,
For a magic key you hold
In a book!
2. Find A Nook
by Catherine Pulsifer
Find a little nook
Where you can sit and read a book
You can learn many things
Or learn about life and what it may bring.
Books can take you to a place
And you can even discover space.
Books can make you laugh
Or you can look at the photographs.
Books can calm you when you’re mad
And sometimes a story can make you sad.
Books give knowledge and wisdom
They can give solutions to a problem.
Reading is a wonderful hobby
What is better than a book and a coffee
Take the time to sit and read
It is relaxing, you will see!
3. The Way to Travel
by Anonymous
Some people travel in their autos,
Some travel in the railway cars;
But I’ve a better way to travel,
Unbroken by your bolts and jars—
A better way than horse or cycle,
Than biplane, steamer, or canoe;
The quite ideal way to travel
To Patterson or Timbuctoo.
My way is swift as any eagle,
Or tarries for a steady look—
The way of greatest ease and comfort:
To wit, I travel with a book.
I dread no storms, I mock at danger,
I reach the farthest, know the near;
I pierce the desert and the jungle,
Without the tremor of a fear.
I find the wisest of companions,
I get the sagest of advice,
And all my travelling is buttressed
With comforts of the highest price.
What is the best of travel volumes,
For highway, byway, hidden nook?
The book with which I choose to journey?
Of course it is the pocketbook!
4. Reading Books
by Vivian G. Gouled
I like to read all kinds of books
To entertain myself,
And so I’m glad when I can take
A book down from the shelf.
I like the picture books of planes,
Of flowers, birds, and ships
From which I can imagine that
I’m taking wonder trips.
I like the books with stories in
And also books of rhymes;
I often try to learn a few
And say them lots of times.
I like to read all kinds of books
I find upon the shelf –
Particularly now that I
Can read all by myself!
5. Adventure
by Helen Cowles Lecron
They called it just a book. It came
At Christmas with the other things.
They called it just a book . . . To me,
An eager child, it seemed to be
A great white ship that sailed the sea—
A ship with silver wings!
They called it just a book, and said
‘Twas mine to keep. They never knew
How far from home I fared that year—
To palm-fringed beaches, white and queer,
Where swaggered many a buccaneer,
And opal dreams came true!
A book . . . They never knew.
6. Old English Song – A Jolly Good Book
by Anonymous
Oh for a book and a shady nook,
Either indoor or out;
With the green leaves whispering overhead,
Or the street cry all about.
Where I may read all at my ease,
Both of the new and old;
For a jolly good book whereon to look,
Is better to me than gold.
7. History Teaches
by Edgar A. Guest
Caesar did a few things,
Horace wrote in style,
Good old Plato knew things
Very much worth while.
Famous Aristotle
Had the master’s touch;
Blow this in your bottle:
“I am not so much.”
Con your history’s pages.
Read the tales of Rome,
Then compare the sages’
To your feeble dome.
All the dead ones study
(If you call them such;)
They will teach you. Buddy,
You are not so much.
Final Thoughts
Reading is a timeless activity that has been around for centuries. From classic literature to modern day poetry, it has been a source of joy, comfort, and knowledge.
Poetries about reading can be a powerful and rewarding experience, and it is an essential part of life.
Whether you prefer to read on your own, with a friend, or in a group setting, the benefits of reading are numerous.
In conclusion, reading is an important part of life and should be enjoyed by all. We hope you have found this article poems on reading to be interesting and inspiring.
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