Tag: Gigglinggranny
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Poem about Troubled Life
Drowning Drowning. Hardly breathing. Gasp for breath, am wheezing. Life is heavy on chest. Need learn to swim, to rest On back, floating, drifting. Waves they splash, face lifting. Coughing, sputter, flailing About troubles, wailing. Think… to sink, be swallowed, Engulfed in peace, wallowed. Mustn’t quit, keep afloat. Looking for that life boat. Drowning, ocean…
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Poem about Month of May
Month of May – Flowers abloom, fresh falling rain. Sounds of spring, gentle in my brain. Walking dog along Burton Lane. Greeting neighbors, friendly refrain. – Flowers bloom, aroma in air This day is just too good to bear. Too bad it’s. . . . allergy season! Runny nose, itchy eyes, sneezin’ – Can’t let…
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Poem on Journaling
Journaling – To shrink, visit I could, Tell stories bad and good. Tales are trite, worries few Journaling has to do. – – June Nash
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Poem on writing poetry
Poetry Writing poetry, started at twelve After that, dared not delve Compared myself to my peers My confidence lagged. . . for years Mine were trite, all concealing. Theirs deep, too revealing. Sensitive, fragile, I was then, would not put my heart to pen. Today tales I have a lot Too old to care if…
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Poem on Cleaning up Clutter
Clutter – Clean up! That’s clutter! Throw in trash! All night, cannot sleep, toss and thrash. My treasure of things, Old trinkets and rings. Importance to me, more than cash! – – June Nash – I have been so busy lately, my house is…
June Nash 