Tag: art
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Poetry about the Mondane… Routine… Ordinary…
Mundane… Mundane ..Tasks, duty, routine. Always same ..Get up, Shower, take pills Company came ..Got dressed, clean house, cook food Spark regain ..Guests leave, glow stays, smile June Nash I always feel great when I have company over. Seems to break up the mundane, ordinary, routine of daily living.
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Poem about Hustling Time
Time Hustler Flying past, grab a bite Kissing a cheek, in flight Eat to survive, not taste No embrace, such waste Studying hard, takes test Rote memory, at best Hustler of time, can’t win Need slow down, to begin. June Nash
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Poem: Eighteen
Eighteen Of my past life, sat and pondered. Deep into past, my thoughts wandered. As a child, stubborn and rash Moved at eighteen, soon as had cash. – Put lease on flat, then bought a car. Learned on my pay could not go far. Working harder, back to school went. On better job mind soundly bent. – Independence was gained on own. Quest accomplished wisdom…
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Poem about Loss: Soft Monkey
Soft Monkey Baboon knocking upon door. Don’t want him ‘round any more! Rascal peeking through window. Sees me anxious, he must know. Hard time coping, want him near. Need the comfort he brings here. – With apathy, cast off bane. He brings relief, yet causes pain. Maybe could find a new pet. Mere substitutes so far met. Others enjoy fox or mink. Soft monkey fur fits my…
June Nash 