Nans Poems - Poems about Nans

Nans Prolixity

...Nan wrote many books, none were a hit.
People simply could not relate to any of it.
She has no life, no pets, no mate.
Excessive wordiness is her fate.

No life experience of any kind.
Her prol...

Categories: nans, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme

Our Big Lunch

...God Save the King! So echoed round 
the village halls, the pubs, the streets
the day our Charlie Prince was crowned. 
Homes decked with bunting, cake, and treats.

We celebrated with a rave, 
o...

Categories: nans, celebration,
Form: Rhyme

Games Not Straight

...Games not straight


Toffs on horses still killing foxes.
Boris parties while we put nans in boxes.          Chancellor won’t pay his rate.
I tell you now, the games not straight .

Palace pay...

Categories: nans, political,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Gramp

...Gramp died on may 14
it was the sadiest day
I never want to repeat
we went to his fournel 
and we went to his grave
and when we looked inside
we couldnt believe he really died
but as time went...

Categories: nans, peace,
Form: ABC

I Was Appreciative of My Cornet

...I WAS APPRECIATIVE OF MY CORNET. 
(Northern dialect) 

I went to the ice cream man on the corner for me, me friend and me Nan. 

I got two cornets and a wafer with nougat in, for me Nan. 

I remember...

Categories: nans, art, fun,
Form: Free verse

Mirror In My Pocket

...~Mirror in my pocket~
Many years ago my Nana gave to me
A little pocket mirror, and she told me I would see
“See what Nan” I asked looking deep into the smokey glass
“You will see yourself” sh...

Categories: nans, fantasy, imagination, day, son,
Form: Quatrain

Gramp

...Gramp died on may 14,
it was the sadiest day,
I never want to repeat,
we went to his fournel,
and we went to his grave,
but when we looked inside,
we couldn't believe he really died,
But as ti...

Categories: nans, death
Form: I do not know?

Childhood

...I remember waiting at the garden gate so filled with joy
Waiting for my hero to come and picks us up -i was just a boy
We only saw you on the weekends through no fault of your own 
I knew you woul...

Categories: nans, family, father, holiday, life,
Form: Light Verse

The Begging Beggars

...En-route Onikan Stadium
I had evaporated from
My abode in Samonda
Only to condense in Iwo road. 
There I saw them  begging
One barely leaves before
Another jumps on us
They were beggars of the...

Categories: nans, angst, black african american,
Form: I do not know?