Showing posts with label rain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rain. Show all posts

Thursday, January 29, 2026

Whose Point Of View? comical poem number 724 by Angela Lansbury

Angela Lansbury, author, smiling with a large yellow smiley sculpture. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Please share photo and caption.
 

From a mosquito's point of view

The main purpose of me and you

Is to provide a tasty treat

Make sure it gets enough to eat


And from a worms eye point of view

The main purpose of me and you

Is to provide a feast for worms

Full of vitamins and nice germs


From a God's long term point of view

We are not put here to complain

About the rain, nor pray for rain

The water circles round again


From reincarnation's strange view

The next purpose of me and you

I'll see your view, then I'll be you

You'll see like me, and you'll be me.

-ends-


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Wednesday, September 10, 2025

The Rain Is Waning comical poem 658 by Angela Lansbury

window on the rain. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright. 

 The rain's not waning

But I'm not complaining


I've heard all the keep healthy talks

That I ought to get out in the sun

Stock up on vitamin D in walks

But my vitamin D pills have been done


My positive thinking will harden

As soon as logic takes over

'though a thwarted suntan lover

I need not water the garden


The garden looks like I've bungled

The plants are growing apace

Not a garden, more like a jungle

The poor weeds are fighting for space


The rain cannot last for ever

Tomorrow we'll see sun again

When the sun stays out, threatening drought

We'll be longing for rain again.

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copyright Angela LansburyWed August 9th 2025

Wednesday, July 30, 2025

The Reasons For The Seasons comical poem 634 by Angela Lansbury

 There' s a reason for each season

And every spring small birds will sing

In summer time, as parents know

Red, white, pink,yellow roses grow

Roses in a garden.2025. By Trevor Sharot.


As a rule children go to school

Learn to cover books, wash their hands

Open windows to keep us cool

Learn about life in other lands


Granny teaches don't say never

But I cannot live forever

Every year some old folk have gone

But babies are born and life moves on


Winter sometimes brings us snow

Put on your boots and off we go

Spring time brings us refreshing rain

So we get to see new flowers again


Forget the past, not all things last,

We need to say, enjoy today

For every season there's a reason

Look around, our earth is heaven.

-ends-

Thursday, March 27, 2025

What Other People Write About comical poem 543 by Angela Lansbury

What other people write about

On days when they cannot go out

Most children write of simple things

Bikes, scooters, not safe swimming rings


Of playing games and silly names

Of buses, cars and trains and planes

About goldfish, big cats, small dogs

Not giggly things like jumping frogs


Teenagers write about first love

A kiss and the blind moon above

Later they write about love lost

Of drugs and fast cars, not the cost


Whilst lying in their single bed

They dream of one they wish they'd wed.

Parents write of their baby's smiles

Not dripping taps nor laying tiles.


Old people, some like to complain

Although there's lots they should explain

Their youth which won't come back again

Claim their life's full of sun - or rain

Now, poets, what do poets write?

Of how they sat up half the night

And tried to put the world to right

Telling what other people write.

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Saturday, March 8, 2025

Sun Cycles comical poem 530 by Angela Lansbury

Halong Bay, on a sunny day, Vietnam.


Every morning I see the dawn's light

Some times hesitant, others boldly bright 

And I know life's cycle's rolling again

From flu to joy and back to pain


From mist to sun and back to rain

From glad to glum, silence to hum

From footpath to river, from stream to lane

From numb to singing, from singing to dumb


And lastly we turn from day to night

Jumping the hurdles, doing our best

Life's a relay race, as we pass each test

Sure that tomorrow will bring us daylight


We know that one day we won't go on

We've done lots of right and hid lots of wrong

Some times we were silent, others sang a song

Without us the world will still go on, and on..


Each day, somewhere, a nobody dies

But each day a cute baby opens its eyes

The sun doesn't stare, like a shrug, it's there

The sun doesn't care if you washed your hair


Our life's a pearl necklace, if we want to share it

Recording each day, so others can wear it

And after we've gone, children carry on

Like a circular train, trundling on.

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Friday, March 7, 2025

Up Early And Dressed comical poem number 528 by Angela Lansbury

Clock Dress label Catherine Kidston. 


I was up early at seven

Refreshed and ready, I'm in heaven

Half the jobs done by nine are mine

How much more I'll end by eleven


I've had a shower, washed and dried

My long-sleeve thermals hide inside

Dress for warm weather also cold

 Dressed young, sexy, chic, staid, old


It doesn't matter what I do

Just be ready, that is true

But add a bracelet, scarf or ring

Something red makes my heart sing


Dress in closed shoes prepared for rain

Don't yet wear open toes again

Dress in my best, just to impress

The mirror, family, the rest


I think I'll dress up every day

Fine clothes will send poor thoughts away

I'll comb my hair, wear lipstick, too

It's good for me and good for you


I'll pick my night dress from the floor

Ready to answer my front door

I'm dressed for outsides, not just ins

In case I need to move the bins


Do some sewing, check what's owing

Drink some water, lay the table

Never mind what I can't do

I'll do as much as I'm capable 


I can't hear talks, I'm finding forks

I've washed the dishes, made three wishes

Checked my emails, done some thanking, 

Last on my list, do some banking


Order eggs in the large sizes, 

For my contest dream of prizes

Move arms, legs, new exercises

Effortlessly, good surprises


Wrote a poem for my blog

Go for a walk, don't need a dog

Walk to the shops - but no stopping

Can't waste too much time on shopping


I've chosen good days and ticked best times

For firms to measure up new blinds

I've picked Roman, silk or cotton

Ticked conservatory, don't mind


Still on my list - to fix the fence

Though now it costs us pounds not pence

We also need to rebuild a wall

In one day I can't do it all


Ready to answer, 'Let's go shopping!'

For any outing, no stopping

I've had my pills and paid my bills

Just one thing left, to write our wills.

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Tuesday, February 25, 2025

The Joys of London's Underground Trains comical poem 520 by Angela Lansbury


 Brunel statue, Paddington station.

The trains are travelling round and round

The underground with their roar-in sound

The passengers are running up and down

The escalators to the underground


I love the hand-written signs

Which joke and meet and greet

And the kind souls who smile

And keenly offer me their seat


The posters give me information

Something new on every station

There's Sherlock Holmes, and Shakespeare, too

The Elizabeth line which shines brand new


With lifts which keep grandma beside

As escalator passengers ride

The safe glass doors, wide corridors

One of London's new joys for sure.


When overhead you might see rain

Waiting for buses in cold's a pain

Brunel's statue on the overground

Even more to see if you take the lift down.


Sherlock wears a deerstalker hat

I wonder if he has a map?

I'm sure he'll smile and never frown

If he finds himself on the Underground.

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Thursday, August 1, 2024

Ava Indoors, Outdoors Birthday Party comic poem number 452 by Angela Lansbury

 

Ava who's' three, has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends, 

When it's sunny and she's free

She goes for walks with her family.


When it's sunny and she's free

She goes for walks with her family.

When it's midweek she likes to cook

And when she'd done we read a book.


When it's midweek she likes to cook

And when she's done we read a book.

Ava's three, has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends


Ava, who's three, has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends

She wraps a present she can take

Thinks fish and chips, fruit, birthday cake


She wraps a present she can take

Thinks fish and chips, fruit, birthday cake

I'm happy cos we'll be there soon

Jugs of red drink, and pink balloons

Birthday Party Here Balloons. Photo Sharot family. Copyright.


I'm happy cos we'll be there soon

Jugs of red drink, big, gold balloons

Ava, who's three, has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends

Birthday Party cake. Photo Sharot family. Copyright.


Ava, who's three, has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends

But if there's one day when it rains

She always smiles, never complains


Yes, if there's one day when it rains

She always smiles,, never complains

When it's midweek she likes to cook

And when she's done we read this book.

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Copyright Angela Lansbury.. Please do not share the poem but share the link back to this page. I intend to sell it as a book with illustrations.

Name Changes

For the customer, recipient of the book, or babysitter, the name can be changed to that of the child being  read to or receiving the book and reading it to a younger brother or sister.

For example

One Syllable Names

For one syllable names (such as Ann, James, John, change to Ann who is three.

Two Syllable Names

For two syllables, like Ava, Anna, Emma, Henry, Lucas, Mia, Noah, Peter, change to Ava's three, Anna's three, Peter's Three. Other two syllable names include, Ali, Mary, Christos, Richard, Johnny, Paris,, Rina, Tina, Sharon,  

Three Syllable names 

Three Syllable include, according to the list of top names in the USA in 2003, include (my alphabetical order, not popularity which was the order published),Elijah, Mateo, Oliver, Theodore, William, Evelyn, Sophia.

Four Syllables -

Four syllable names are mostly girls' names which add an a on the end, which include Amelia, Isabella, Olivia,  

Age Changes

The age can be changed to one, two, three, four, five, six, eight, nine, ten (or a word in another language in a bilingual home, such as French, un deux, trois, German ein, zwei, drei, Spanish dos, tres.

This is the first time I have tried my new rhyming scheme, repeating the last couplet of each verse as the opening of the next verse.

I shall do another version tomorrow, using the words biking and hiking.

For a family or child or culture without birthday parties, change the words to with the family or sees the family at weekends.

I though of changing and thinks there might be birthday cake, to 

'Thinks, sandwiches, fruit, birthday cake,' which sounds healthier, but m original version is easier for a 3 year old to say and understand.

Tuesday, July 30, 2024

Red Roses And Colours Colored By Common Sense 449

 BLACK

 Henry Ford, founder of the Ford motor company in the USA is often quoted.

You can have any color you like so long as it's black.

(Although there is some dispute as to whether he even said that, and in those exact words, I shall quote the quoted quote.)


WHITE

Wear white at night.

Road safety campaign, UK.

Orange rose. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.


RED

Roses are red, violets are blue

Honey is sweet, and so are you.

Poem written by Joseph Ritson in 1700s.


Roses are red, violets are blue

I've written a poem, and so can you.

Angela Lansburry Tuesday July 30 2024.


Flower Colours

To learn colour codes of flowers

Can waste many hours

Red is only for lovers

What nonsense - and others.


You repeat what you heard

Some daft phrases and words

Everyone does the same

You and I aren't to blame


Don't waste half the night

Setting the world right

Just use common sense

Black is black, white is white.


BLUE

Roses aren't  always red, 

Violets aren't always blue

Most people don't know when

To say many and few


The rain has blocked the drain

It rains on hills in Spain

Despite this I love you

That's one thing which is true..  .

Angela Lansbury

July 2024


Useful Websites

https://thursd.com/articles/the-origin-of-the-roses-are-red-violets-are-blue-poem#:~

https://www.proofreadingservices.com/pages/books-with-a-color-in-the-title

Several books use the words silver sea in the title.


Quora has seveal answers to a question asking for poems about colour.


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Robert Frost: Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Oscar Wilde: Symphony in Yellow

An omnibus across the bridge
Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
And, here and there, a passer-by
Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow hay
Are moored against the shadowy wharf,
And, like a yellow silken scarf,
The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to fade
And flutter from the Temple elms,
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

Wallace Stevens: Disillusionment of Ten o’ Clock

The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
Or green with yellow rings,
Or yellow with blue rings.
None of them are strange,
With socks of lace
And beaded ceintures.
People are not going
To dream of baboons and periwinkles.
Only, here and there, an old sailor,
Drunk and asleep in his boots,
Catches tigers
In red weather.

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Here are some examples of poems about colors by famous poets:

"The Orange" by Wendy Cope is a short poem that reflects on the experience of peeling and eating an orange. It focuses on the vibrant orange color and the sensory experience.

"The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams is a brief but evocative poem that centers on the image of a red wheelbarrow. The color red is used to emphasize the vividness of the object.

"Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats describes the intricate painted scenes on an ancient Greek urn, including references to the colors used, such as the "little town" with "silent streets, and suite of peace."

"Color" by Mary Sarton is a longer poem that explores the author's emotional and philosophical associations with different colors like red, blue, and yellow.

"Chartreuse" by Marianne Moore is a poem that playfully ruminates on the unique green-yellow color and how it is used to describe natural and man-made objects.

The goal of these examples is to provide a high-level overview of some well-known poems that focus on or prominently feature color imagery, without reproducing any copyrighted text. Let me know if you need any clarification or have additional questions!

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Well, here’s my personal favorite, although I don’t think he’s well-known as a poet. Shel Silverstein (author of The Giving Tree) has written a couple poetry books, and one of my favorite poems from Where the Sidewalk Ends is a poem called “Colors.”

My skin is sort of brownish,
Pinkish, yellowish, white.
My eyes are greyish, bluish, green,
But I’m told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish, blondish, brown
But it’s silver when it’s wet;
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.

Other poem about colors by famous authors are “Is White a Color?” by John Matthews, “Nothing Gold can Stay” by Robert Frost, “In White” by Robert Frost, and “Camps of Green” by Walt Whitman.

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Certainly! Here are some famous poems that explore colors:

1> “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams:

  • This poem is renowned for its vivid imagery and use of the color red:
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  • a red wheel
  • barrow
  • glazed with rain
  • water
  • beside the white
  • chickens.
  • 2> “In a Station of the Metro” by Ezra Pound:
  • * Though very short, this poem uses contrasting colors to evoke a powerful image:
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  • The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
  • Petals on a wet, black bough.
  • 3> “Fern Hill” by Dylan Thomas:
  • * This poem uses colors to evoke memories and feelings of childhood:
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  • And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
  • Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,
  • And the sabbath rang slowly
  • In the pebbles of the holy streams.
  • 4> “The Waste Land” by T.S. Eliot:
  • * Particularly the section titled “What the Thunder Said,” where Eliot uses various colors to evoke emotions and states of mind.
  • 5> “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron:
  • * Though not solely focused on colors, Byron’s use of contrasts like “dark and bright” and “night and day” evokes imagery related to colors.
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Here are a few notable poems about colors by famous poets:

1> “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams - This poem emphasizes the vivid imagery of a red wheelbarrow, showcasing the importance of color in everyday life.

2> “A Red, Red Rose” by Robert Burns - Burns uses the color red to symbolize love and passion in this romantic poem.

3> “The Blue Bowl” by Mary Oliver - Oliver reflects on nature and the emotional significance of the color blue in her work.

4> “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth - While not solely focused on color, the description of daffodils emphasizes their bright yellow, capturing the beauty of spring.

5> “The Color Purple” by Alice Walker - Though not a traditional poem, Walker’s novel contains lyrical prose that vividly celebrates the color purple as a symbol of beauty and resilience.

6> “Black Rook in Rainy Weather” by Ted Hughes - Hughes explores the interplay of color and creativity, using dark imagery contrasted with vibrant elements.

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Throughout history , the vibrant tapestry of colors has captivated the imaginations of poets , inspiring them to weave words that paint vivid hues upon the canvas of our minds . Here are a few notable poems about colors by renowned poets : * * * '' Ode to Color '' by William Carlos Williams * * celebrates the vibrant spectrum of colors , capturing the essence of each shade with concise , evocative language . * * * '' The Green Fuse '' by Anne Sexton * * uses the color green as a symbol of life , growth , and renewal , exploring the cyclical nature of existence and the transformative power of nature . * * * '' Blue Symphony '' by Paul Laurence Dunbar * * paints a musical picture of the color blue , evoking images of tranquil waters , clear skies , and distant horizons . * * * '' O Color '' by Rabindranath Tagore * * is a lyrical ode to all colors , marveling at their beauty and their ability to evoke emotions and enhance our perceptions . * * * '' Red '' by H.D . ( Hilda Doolittle ) * * delves into the passionate and intense emotions associated with the color red , exploring themes of love , desire , and liberation . These poems showcase the evocative power of language in capturing the essence of colors and their profound impact on our experiences and emotions . By immersing ourselves in these verses , we can gain a deeper appreciation for the transformative nature of color and its ability to inspire , uplift , and ignite our imaginations . * * Click on the link in my bio to explore an enchanting anthology of poems dedicated to the symphony of colors , where you can lose yourself in a world of vibrant hues and evocative verses . * *