Tag: Gigglinggranny
-
Poem: Own Thoughts
Own Thoughts Teachers, all types, to form Young minds, to fit the norm. This course must be followed, To gain knowledge borrowed, If to grasp own insight Of world as whole, and fight For recognition of thought, Veering from what was taught. – – June Nash
-
Poem: Perspicacious
Perspicacious Inside, washing clothes, it’s a pity. Find in pocket, serendipity. Treasure found, thought lost but most precious. Changing view with mind perspicacious.
-
Poem: Cataclysmic Pop
Cataclysmic Pop – Running through world as blind Looking for next great find. Never stopping to see Beauty in front of me. – Time it seemed, running out. Need do it all sans doute. Dead lines to meet I dread, Will not complete ‘til dead. – One day, was forced to stop. Since cataclysmic pop,…
-
Poem: Aim To Please
Aiming To Please – Aiming to please It’s a disease Though once a breeze Now makes me wheeze – Care for others, always please. With some, it is a disease. Little things, people will say, “I prefer it to be this way.” Put aside my preference then. I’ll have time for me, but when? –…
-
Poem: Mishmash
Mishmash – More stuff than could ever need Constantly add, never cede. Some which is sentimental, Others quite accidental. Amassing more though the years Until the end of life nears. – When passing, leave to others To sort and remove clusters Of collections good and bad. Sorting through the things you had. Every family may…
June Nash 