Tag: Poem
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Poem: Out of Clothes, Secret #6
Out of Clothes Need to shop, she has no clothes. Out of socks to warm her toes. Also need some pants and shirts, Even getting low on skirts. All empty, drawers and closet. When she turns, there her clothes set. Stuffed in hamper, they are squashed, Dirty, needing to be washed. June Nash …
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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.…
June Nash 