Literati traveling

A Poem by Rebecca Leigh

I live to get lost,

to wander in different times and worlds,

there is nothing better,

my imagination jumps to life,

and suddenly I am traveling through dimensions,

Literally stepping through the pages,

Of masters of literature;

They surround me.

Scholars, teachers, and philosophers,

Creators of Ideas,

They rest on Cherry oak,

Sleep until they are sought out,

Plath Poe and Picoult.

Shakespeare, Twain, and Elliot.

Exchanging quiet contemplations,

Whisper in the golden silence,

each one conversing in tandem.

I can literally feel their wisdom take hold,

and wash over me.

© 2014 Rebecca Leigh

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Wórdsmíth

Quiet interesting!
These lines`re full of insights:

"Shakespeare, Twain, and Elliot.
Exchanging quiet contemplations,
Whisper in the golden silence,
each one conversing in tandem."

Your words choice as well as the maze of thoughts both are pretty interesting to read along the time. Enjoyed it!