Category: Poetry
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Poem: Roar
Roar – Room of ten people assemble. One not, like others, resemble. Looks or viewpoints not the same. One must endure, rejection, pain. – Confusion around the issue. Differences, tears, need tissue. One needs determination To deal with discrimination. – Group of nine, only two or three Ridicule or disdain, not me. Loud ones, only,…
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Poem: Reflection on Image
In my minds eye, I look great. It isn’t until I see a photograph of myself, or look in the mirror that I see my true reflection. I prefer to see myself in my minds eye. Even so, I don’t run from cameras, and I don’t remove all mirrors from my home. Sometime…
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The Park – A kid’s point of view
This poem was inspired by my granddaughter. She loves playing in the park. The Park – A kid’s point of view – To the park I want To go this fine day I must ask my aunt To take me to play. – We’ll walk to the park, Kick sticks as we go. With chalk…
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It Doesn’t Hurt to Ask – Poem
My granddaughter was over the house today. She asked me to put a swing set in the yard. I couldn’t believe it! She didn’t ask for a doll or a book, but a swing set! That was too much! She is so cute, but not THAT cute! It Doesn’t Hurt To Ask – I know…
June Nash 