Monday, April 24, 2023

I Have To Start Somewhere comic poem by Angela Lansbury 187a


I turn on the Zoom

And what do I see?

Some funny faces

All looking at me!


Some sit in smart suits

And some look quite odd

But they stare at me

As if I'm a God!


Some are my old friends

And some must be new

Some look familiar

But I have no clue


 Some  people are hot

Some people are cold

Some wide-eyed, so young

Some wrinkled, gray, old


Some silent and shy

Sit back with clasped hands

Some bright, forward, bold

When asked, wave hands


One speaks upside down

Teeth glow in the dark

A dog in a mask

Drags  twins round a park


One poet's fat, in sparkling pink

One strokes a long, white divided beard

One is pouring a frothing drink

No, they're not, as weird, as I feared


I do hope, my darlings

I've caused no offence

I swear, I don't swear

That was not what I meant

That was not my intent


Some have been slimming

Just back from swimming

They shrug when losing

Smile wide when winning


I am not perfect

But have a good plan

When things go haywire

Change subjects, you can


Some leaders look warm

Some stay calm and cool

Some fine as wine, wise

Or well-meaning fools


I hear clocks ticking

I'll read you what's new

I have lots to say

My poems aren't few


Maybe you wonder

Where we are going?

Wait 'til I tell you

You've no way of knowing!


My words like balloons

Words float like bubbles

We're carried away

Forget our troubles


Word rivers flowing

Coming and going

We've so much to do

I reach out to you


I won't give you fears

I won't give you tears

I collect laughter

Joy heard through the years


Soon I must move on

Soon we'll all be gone

But in a small while

I'll leave - a big smile,

-ends-

The word leave in the last line is ambiguous. leave the room, but also leave behind warm, happy smile

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