Author: June Nash
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Poem about Dream of Death
Deathly Dream – I had a dream last night. Listen close to my plight. Stranger came to my home, Cloaked in black, he did roam. – Calling out, knew my name. Trembling now, not a game. Truth dawns, striking vivid. Hold resolve stand rigid. – Death, come, I welcome thee. From this world set me…
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Poem about Going Out To Eat
The Pub – Lonely, hungry, need to eat. Tired, depressed, so dam beat. Eating out again tonight, Wanting food prepared just right. – Joint is busy, too much noise. Rapping music, destroys poise. Sleazy pub, greasy menu. Should have found better venue. – The hour, happy, feel better. Unwind, escape from fetter. Talking, mingling, watching…
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Poem about a Gloomy Mood
Sorrowful Night – Tearing eyes filled with sorrow Heart sinking, full of harrow Once again, black hole prevails Listen close . . . to silent wails – Torment creeps, unsuspected. Dark, my thoughts, resurrected. What ill deed, did I inflict, That gloom’s cloud over me picked? – Groping blind, searching in dark Inner core. My…
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Poem on a Dirty House
Filthy House – Stains drip down the oven door. Bread crumbs scattered on the floor. Webs of dust, all filled with bugs. Stains cover living room rugs. – Who can live in filth like this? With open eyes, cannot miss Clutter and filth as I roam. Disgusting, if not my home. – When it’s your…
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Poem about Toilet Etiquette
Toilet Etiquette – Gentlemen, Please, don’t you see? When you miss, you piss on me. Looking down from such a height, You mayn’t understand my plight. – When aim is off, sprinkles fly. Toilet rim, and floor near by, Covered in that yellow stuff. I tell you, I’ve had enough! – Never with bare feet…
June Nash 