Showing posts with label palm trees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label palm trees. Show all posts

Thursday, February 27, 2025

God's Given Me Another Day, comical poem number 521 by Angela Lansbury.

 God's given me another day

To go to work, stay home and play

To walk, a dog, run, jog or hike

Sit on a bus or mountain bike

Eastern Explorer Hop-on Hop-off bus, sandy beach, blue sea, bay and boats, Waiheke Island, North Island, New Zealand. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

After good rest throughout the night

I see dawn's light with great delight

Small smears to clean, small wrongs to right

Add colours to life's black and white


I'll pick a pen or hold a mic

The world's my stagel. Does life, rehearse?

Thank Gods, parents, the universe

I'll crystallise it all in verse

With love. Selfie photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.


I hear small bees, see big oak trees

Gardens, ponds, parks, date palms all please

So much to paint, snap, write and see

Big world of joy - for little me.

-ends-

I changed the negative line 'Cradle to grave, from crib to hearse'

to the line of the idea I had missed out, 'God ,,, (or just),the universe'.

I changed the universally relevant line

'sit on a bus or wheel a bike', because it was mundane,

to the more visual and fun 'open top bus or mountain bike'?


'Open top bus or mountain bike'

As usual I have stuck to eight syllables per line.

I took from 6 am to 6.23 to type up what I had thought about for half an hour. I had to get up early to capture it. at 7.40 am I have had breakfast, edited, moved a verse and added photos.

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Tuesday, September 12, 2023

Reflections comic poem 223 by Angela Lansbury

 

Cashew Heights Condo Swimming Pool. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.


Every morning starts with bright and fresh dawn 

The clock tick tocks regularly until night

Each day dozens engrossed walk and talk

One sits alone, weeps, from the fright of a fight


While dozens go out to drink and eat

Under the palm trees, parasols, pines

One stays home, enjoying deep sleep

New readers, new times, I can re-use old rhymes


Look at an old couple's son or daughter

Their faces reflect like the blue pool's water

Daytime and life take us down the same road

But we all end at a private abode


Grandchildren are passing exams in their head

Grand-dad's beyond caring, because he is dead

The young folk take taxis away from dangers

Country folk dance, with friends, not strangers.


The young have jokes, and songs and laughter

With not a thought for what comes after

Each new day there's strong sun and light, fine rain

And this cycle repeats, again and again.


 -ends.

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Thursday, June 7, 2018

Happy Days Scoot Past



Happy Days Scoot Past by Angela Lansbury

I stroll to swim, every morning
Down to the cool, soothing blue pool
I find friendly, helpful teachers
I learn from birds the 'stay calm' rule

I hear taxis to the airport
Tooting, 'Mind out!' on their hooter
A happy small girl swings, zooms round
Sings on her go nowhere scooter

The tall palm trees are waving, hey
Hello, hello, in the fresh breeze
A woodpecker climbs bark to his
Solo penthouse, in shady trees

Stay alert, look round and forwards
And rarely, carefully, look back
But mostly search for friends and food.
See what you've got, not what you lack.

A dacksund keenly sniffs the cacti
Forgetting all yesterday's hurts
Hundreds of birds join a chorus
That well-known round song: chirp, chirp, chirp!
-ends-
Copyright Angela Lansbury
Written after a swim in a pool in Singapore after seeing a girl on a scooter and woodpecker climb a coconut palm. The dog (on a lead taken for a walk)which stopped to sniff was a dachsund. Hooter rhymed with scooter. I contrasted of the impatient driver going to the airport with the girl who was happy without a destination.


Saturday, April 2, 2016

Swimming Lesson by Angela Lansbury




Swimming Lesson
by Angela Lansbury

In Singapore I go to swim
In a giant blue swimming pool
Surrounded by tall green palm trees
And two long white lists of pool rules

They’ve covered almost everything
Which they are never permitting
No diving, food, drinks, nor footwear
No pets, balls, boards, boats, no - spitting!
***
I hear a mother calling, loud
So I turn my curious head
She says the last word two more times
I missed, heard, wrote down what she said:

“Why you so absent-minded, la!
Your towel robe, look, now all wet
You take it off before you swim
Why you, stupid, always forget?

“Why you so absent-minded, la?
Why I always have to watch you
Why you so absent-minded, la?
I busy, got so much to do

“Why you so absent-minded, la?
Why you not like your big brother?
What will you do when you grow up?
When no more father, no mother!

“Why I choose have two children, la?
Two children, see, work is double
Why I choose have two children, la!
Two always mean trouble double.”

My mother said the same to me
It must be fifty years ago
I thought my problems were unique
But they were not, as now I know.

-ends
copyright  Angela Lansbury 3rd April 2016, Sunday

Author’s note
Two Poems
This could be two separate poems but you need the first verse to set the scene and the lists of pool rules and mother’s rules are both ‘common sense’ which is not common to all children, but is common to many adults, most mothers and some swimming instructors.

Spitting
The writer overhears a swimming lesson but learns a lesson about parenthood.
Spitting - old joke. The listener may expect the rhyme to be another impolite word starting with s and ending with ing. The expectation is produced and underlined by the delay before saying the rhyming word, suggesting the author has changed their mind, or that the rude word is only in the mind of the listener. Spitting is both a suitable word (and one used in the list of rules) and a euphemism understood by adults but not necessarily by children.

Structure
I started with the introduction: who, what, where, when, why.
Then conversation. I overheard only the line about the wet towel. 
The boy in the lesson was probably the brother.

Singlish
The conversation language is Singlish. I heard la and added the other common Singlish phrases. For example, it’s mean which should be it means. Singlish is English as a second language, you could call it a dialect. Singlish mixes phrases directly translated from Mandarin, the majority language as the majority of the citizens are of Chinese extraction and Mandarin is the common Chinese language taught in schools and used for communication, although many speak other southern dialects such as Cantonese (language of Hong Kong) and Hokkien and Hakka.
Finally conclusion in both senses, end and lesson learned, the moral.

Revisions

Change verse one from tall green to peaceful.
Should it end I now know or now I know?
I now know adds to the surprise by putting the modifier now nearer the end. However, now I know is better rhythmically. 
On the other hand to change the rhythm at the end would emphasise the word now.
Just read it aloud and see what sounds most natural to you.