I Must Tell You My Mad Dreams. Comical poem 737 by Angela Lansbury

 I dreamed I was on a busy holiday

When I was still at home

I dreamed of a joyful crowded wedding

When I slept in silence all alone

I dreamed of a giant puzzle

Where I solved all the clues

I dreamed of worldwide peace songs

When all the papers tell bad news

I dreamed of jolly conversations

With my parents now long dead

I have a cinema play non-stop films

Inside my tiny, muddled head

I dreamed I wrote a library

I wrote only twenty, plus unpublished books

I dreamed I'd filled a chocolate shop 

Although I almost never cook

I dreamed the clouds became balloons

Which filled a rainbow sky

Thousands of joyful running children

We both smiled, I don't know why

I woke and he told me his dream

He was proud to tell me nonsense

So now I've told all my mad dreams

My gift to the world, a recompense.

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About Angela Lansbury - my books of poetry

Poetry Pets & Pests

Angela's Alarming Animal poems

Poetry Workbook

 My latest book, Embarrassing Moments, is on Amazon, at a bargain price of well under ten pounds

My books are on Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, and Lulu.com

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My Sequin Trail: comical poem 729 by Angela Lansbury

I bought a silver sequin skirt

To match my smart red sequin top

I planned to sew more on a hat

I ordered more in a job lot

I did not need them, for I found

My skirt dropped sequins on the ground

I could not stop the moulting top

From growing sequins like snowdrops

My skirt's dropping glinting sequins 

In every room where I go

If I commit the smallest crime 

The dumbest detective will know

Like Greek myth creatures in a maze

They'll follow all my dozy ways

In restaurants, malls and small shops

More well-dressed ladies also drop

On New Year's Eve, in discoteques

Plus places you would not expect

Teens seek attention on the trains

Like rainbows in drains when it rains

I've found them near, I've found them far

I've picked them up, stored in a jar

One day I'll have a great selection

In my precious free collection

I'll sew them on new clothes to wear

On caps and boots - braided in hair

Sequin delights I love to share.

So passers-by will stop and stare

They're colourful, washed clean, and free

Mirror the happy soul in me

Like dogs which stop to sniff a tree

Each tiny colour waves at me.

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About Angela Lansbury - my books of poetry

Poetry Pets & Pests

Angela's Alarming Animal poems

Poetry Workbook

 My latest book, Embarrassing Moments, is on Amazon, at a bargain price of well under ten pounds

My books are on Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, and Lulu.com

Take a look. You might like to buy one for yourself or a friend. 

See my other blogs on Travel, Wine and dine, and Dress of the day Angela. Please share links to your favourite blogs and posts.

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The Bridge From Night To Day comic poem 226 by Angela Lansbury

I dreamed I suffered mild distress

At a hotel breakfast wearing my night dress

 Daylight blows guilty nonsense far away

So I'm glad to greet and start my innocent day

Down by a big cool blue swimming pool

Are teachers from the tiny tots morning school

Teachers blow away small adult troubles

Busy blowing giant rainbow bubbles

Delighted children race around

As elusive bubbles drift down to the ground

A happy chance lets me glance

As burst bubbles weave a broken rainbow dance

I trot off merrily on my way

But there's another joy today

On the other side of the pool

Is another cute kiddie school

The kids line up in height mismatched

To play a joyful game of throw and don't catch

To take their turn to throw a ball

To bounce against - or miss - the wall

Inside they go to learn much more

To fold torn paper into four

Such keen and anxious little faces

Learning how to tie their tiny laces

The tots don't have a single care

They wear bright ribbons in their hair

At lunch time proudly show what they now know

The joy of tying an untidy big ribbon bow

The lesson is to be like them

And let my child mind fill again

With simple tasks I'll learn somehow

In the oft repeated stopped watch now.

I've lots of time to fill my mind

With joy and leave my cares behind

Now I'm retired, my life's all play

Each day starts one long, wasted holiday

I must let happy visions fill my mind

And leave all niggles far behind

I can fill day's long, languid hours

Day-dreaming of fairytale ivory towers

I step outdoors to a fairtale scene

Of palm trees framing a sea of green

Across the red bridge, where tall palm trees show red

Lovely visions of  small orange flowers fill my little, empty head.

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Rainbow People

Some people are rainbows
Not just black and white
They keep changing colours
Not all wrong or right

A rainbow by day
Lost in black in the night

When you look at me
You see sequins and red
And orange and yellow
Inside, outside, all round my head.

Some people are green
Some people are blue
My friend adores pink
Disney Princess hue

Some people are rainbows
Not just black and white
They keep changing colours
Not all wrong nor all right

Dark at night, by day bright.
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copyright Angela Lansbury Feb 22 2020