Tag: daily life
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Poem: Old Relic, More Humor, Part 4 of Seven Secrets
Old Relic My car’s an old relic. She is two decades old. Engine whines, hard to crank, Slow to start when she’s cold. – It’s best to take your time, Allowing gears to turn, ‘Fore swinging onto road And letting rubber burn. – I, too, am old relic, Without much gas in tank. Mornings I…
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Poem: Relaxed, a bit of humor, Part 3 of Seven Secrets
Relaxed To sit in a stupor At home, no need to think. That is the comfort zone I often want to sink. – Relaxed in easy chair, Snarls still not brushed from hair. Propped in front of PC, Mopishly sit and stare. – I know it isn’t smart To spend the day like that. This…
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Poetry: Energy Wanes, Secret 2
Energy Wanes I love to work hard Outside, in the yard. Not able each day Not since turning gray. My energy wanes Not to mention pains Must curb exertions To less excursions. June Nash When I was young, I was a fireball of energy. I still love working hard. It makes me feel good.…
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Poem: Daylight Savings Crime
Daylight Savings Crime Twice per year we change the time. This law we have seems a crime. Internal clocks remain same. Crazy time practice is blame, Accidents, at work and home. As muddle brained people roam. Foggy brain clouds need to clear. Lets keep same time the whole year . June Nash
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Poem: Is Halloween Dead?
Is Halloween Dead? Trick or treat, the night is dead. Not one kid here to be fed. It’s not ghosts nor spooks that scare. Must be crime makes them beware. I, when young, through streets would run. Could not wait, for setting of sun. Trick or treat, the sport has changed. In control, parties arranged.…
June Nash 