Night Without Light. Comical Poem 846 by Angela Lansbury

 I knew the time was three a.m.

Everything was dark again

When I wake at night and everything's dark

Darker than trees in a closed park

Darker than streets without any lights

Darker than moonless, cloud-free nights

Darker than oceans of endless deep

Darker than nights of dreamless sleep

So dark that all birds and cats are asleep

Even emails and whatsapp are scared to bleep

Somewhere out there the hiding stars

Like clouds, work done, have all gone home

Leaving me here, all alone

What to wear tomorrow? I can't decide

Every useful thought has died

Even the luminous shoes are hiding

So dark I can't see a single dress

But the lack of light banishes distress

Because everything matches, what could I lack?

My perfect wardrobe's all matching black

All's black as coal in a coal-black sack

The files and socks, the silent clock

But I can tell it's 3 am

Because my black sheets call me back again

I looked for good illustrations

About my poem on black night

I like to end text with happy thoughts

You can't see pictures - they're all white.

Next day in the morning

I can see  that light is dawning

I still need to put on a light

I love the light, so bright and white

At night I'm thankful for the moon

But when the day comes I love the sun

I like the candle which I rolled

Electric light extends day's fun.

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Extended with the last two verses on Tuesday September 1st 2026.

I rolled the candle at the Headstone event on bank holiday Monday, the previous day.

I have added it as a separate poem.

Grammar. Police Traffic Lights. Comical |Poem number 763 by Angela Lansbury

 I am very fond of grammar

For just a wee dram shows my skills

Glad to correct stranger's for free

Send thanks, but help teachers pay bills

I am proud to be a teacher

Of the words from yesterday

I try to save words from the past

Which naive newbies throw away

Yet I do not speak like Shakespeare

I admit fashions change, move on

Scatter poems like confetti

Words which will stay when we've moved on

Like graffiti from poor Romans

Near 3D trompe loeil on rich walls

Everyone shouts out their message

To leave love, hate, pride from their falls

A child starts with grunts, screams, and smiles 

Pets wants attention, food, walks, love

Patterns predictable like day

But varied like the clouds above

We find pleasure in stillness, rest

Yet like adventure, news, movement

Common sense, from experience

But also novelty, improvement

You must know the rules to change them

Like Tarte Tatin, upturned cake

There's a place and time to break things

But I love to build, make and create

The joy of language and grammar

Is not to kick and hurt the fools

It is like offering a paintbrush

The rules are simply tools

I am not a cat chasing a mouse

I wear a smile, give praise, not grouse

Like ordered shelves so you find things

In your brain's big cluttered house .

Each day I expand my dictionary

List new words I didn't know

I add a page of glossary

Add slush, to fifty words for snow

Build a house with a hammer

Like planning walls, pillars and beams

I will help you build with grammar

So you can express your dreams.

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The Tree I Planted comical poem number 578 by Angela Lansbury

 

Chocolate tree.

In the garden I plant a tree

Which has a longer life than me

I'm sure that you would like to know

Why we old folks stilI plant and sow

The truth, dear friends, who wonder why

Is I don't think that I will die

It's wishful thinking, yes, I know

But that is why all gardens grow

So every mad, bad, silly creed

Can promise gold foil for good deeds

'cause I can't grasp my train station

Is made by imagination

Thank goodness that pigs cannot fly

To join the clouds which paint the sky

You know that we don't outlive trees

Yet you'll still plant them. So do I.

Some are stupid and some are wise

Some write poems, some tell lies

But I am wise, the whole world knows

The tree I planted was a rose.

Orange rose in my garden. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

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The Smiling Sky poem comical poem 457 by Angela Lansbury

Smile toy. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

Goodbye, goodbye

Look after yourself

Goodbye, goodbye

Look after your health

Until next year

Please write to me

All being well

Drive carefully

The sky is blue

Blue, blue blue

The clouds are white, 

White, white white

The clouds are light

Light, light light

A lorry's on my right

Right, right

The clouds float, 

Float, float, float

Light as a boat

Boat, boat, boat

While driving on the road

Road, road

I have a heavy suitcase load

Load, load

I have to keep awake somehow

And make sure I'm still in the now

So that in a little while

I'm safe home to smile, smile, smile.

The trees and signs and miles fly by

I think of home, my mood is high 

I'm feeling happy, don't know why

Give credit to the smiling sky.

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Winter Stops What Went Before - Malay style Pantoum comic poem 346 by Angela Lansbury

Pantoum 

Winter stops what went before

Too much snow, nowhere to go

Stopped Napoleon, stopped the war

Good in the end, now we know

Too much snow, nowhere to go

Sun means long days, people in streets

Good in the end now we know

On the internet we meet

Sun means long days, people in streets

While for summer days we're pining

On the internet we meet

All clouds have a silver lining

While for summer days we're pining

Snow stopped Napoleon stopped war

All clouds have a silver lining

Winter stops what went before.

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The Forgotten Poem - comic poem 213 by Angela Lansbury

 I wish I could remember

What I thought when I was swimming

I'll have to create it

Just start at the beginning

People often ask you

'What was I thinking?'

I reply, 'I haven't a clue

I thought you were blindly drinking.'

How many great thoughts wandered off!

To sail through clouds unseen!

We all have lost a million thoughts

I guess you know what I mean.

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Photos

1 Cashew Heights condo swimming pool, Singapore. Photo by Angela Lansbury.

2 The Hayes Conference Cetnre, Derbyshire, setting for the annual Writers' Summer School, UK. Photo by Angela Lansbury.

3 Angela Lansbury with magnifying glass. 

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