RELAXING DITTY The time of sitting has come and gone I must get up as the sun with dawn and put my life into order – and yet I think I’d rather just dream and sit! Poem Copyright © 1977 Nan C.
Category: 01 Nan’s Poetry
SOAP OPERA LIFE They say life is not like a soap opera — those fables on TV of fantasy, great wealth, excessive cheating, murder, and greed, with lives that seem too ridiculously dramatic to ever be real. And yet – someone had to tell me that he was caught with another woman by his pregnant..
SNAKE IN THE WOODPILE I used to think the worst snake in the woodpile was the one my dad killed when I was a little girl, playing on a stack of firewood It was a bold memory that never left me I still see myself dancing and hopping around squealing “kill it, daddy, kill it!”..
CRAZY LOVE Baby, baby! What am I to do? You’ve so captured my emotions that I’m crazy over you. Maybe if I discovered that you are a axe murderer, I could get over you – but somehow, I doubt it! Poem Copyright ©2009 Nan C.
Protecting Love when two people fall in lovethey always know what to do to please one another.but as they grow forward together,they grow accustomed to each otherandforget the little things like “i love you”in more than the verbal, habitual sense.they no longer see.when i feel myself growingaccustomed to having you around,taking you for..
…to my husband He didn’t swoop into my lifeTo tear it upAs so many others had.He slipped in – almost unnoticedTentatively reaching toward meTo join our lives as one.He was so quiet and unassumingI almost missed his worthBut as we meshed our lives togetherAnd he grew comfortable in our loveHe became someone else…AMagic..
Love Ain’t Got No Buts There ain’t no buts in real loveNoI love you but you need to changeI love you but I won’t marry youI love you but I don’t want your kidI love you but my wife won’t understandI love you but I will smack you if you make me madI love..
LIFE let’s take the timeto sip the wineto days gone byand yet –let’s not forgetmistakes we madeand make them all again! Poem Copyright ©1975 Nan C. Loyd