Author: June Nash
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Poem: The Storm
The Storm by June Nash . Storm builds, though water’s still calm Smell it, the damp dewy balm Lead air, heavy with quiet Pressure, will drop lower yet . Anger, like a storm will rage Quiet, begins the first stage Tension, can smell how it reeks Quiet, when nobody speaks . At first, a few…
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Poem: Black Friday
Black Friday by June Nash . Well fed, next morn venture out Along the Black Friday route To buy gifts that kids don’t need Buy, buy, to be done with deed . Need to get all the gifts bought So our nerves will not be fraught Come Christmas Eve under tree Merry Christmas, it’s not…
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Poem: Thanksgiving Day Welcomes Santa
. Thanksgiving Day Welcome’s Santa by June Nash . Morning parade starts the day Welcome Santa, won’t you stay? See us through the end of year Help us forget days draw drear . This season starts with a feast Cheering on first snowy beast Giving thanks for big and small Thanksgiving Day starts it all…
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Poem: Dumb Blonde
Dumb Blonde by June Nash . Here’s a story of a girl named June Cute little blonde, a bit late to bloom Got attention flaunting empty head Though brain alive, she feigned it was dead . Started quite young, all said it was cute Made people smile, she thought it a hoot Dumb blondes aren’t…
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Poem: Genie
GENIE by June Nash . Found a lamp, old and dusty Rubbed ‘til no longer rusty Clutching lantern to my breast Dreamed of wishes it’ll bequest . Money, money loads of it Hot new clothes with perfect fit Handsome lover who’ll be true Perhaps a few fun friends too . To my surprise, wish came…
June Nash 