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Sunday, August 30, 2026

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.



Friday, August 16, 2024

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.

-ends-

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Tuesday, July 30, 2024

Colours of Clothes 448

Angela Lansbury wearing red. Photo by Trevor Sharot. Copyright.


Tell me what colour I should wear

To match my eyes or match my hair

To match the season, week or day

To match my work or say it's play


Black is black, for winter night

White is light, for summer daylight

Skies are blue, and clouds are white

Sailor blue would look just right


 Red is blood and red is dead

Red is lucky and auspicious

Strawberries and raspberries

Cherry red, how delicious


A rainbow means I can't decide

The choice of shoes is open wide

What to match, not critical

I must say, not political


What do I like? See what I show

All the colours of the rainbow!

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Thursday, June 13, 2024

Colours and numbers, symbols and flags comic poem number 429 by Angela Lansbury

Rainbow socks. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

Happy colours in the rainbow

Happy colours all around

How many colours do you know?

In your wardrobe, hair, sky, on the ground 


White is for light, in the summer so bright

Red is for blood, flag, patriotic mood

Black is for night, calm sleep, that's all right

Brown is for chocolate, good earth and bad mud


Burgundy is a dark colour of fine wine\

925's good silver, cheaper than gold

Nineties tells you that the weather is hot

Nineties means you're wise, writing wills and old


Squirels can be red, grey, striped or deep black

My favourite hair colours? Ginger. Red

If the food has gone black I'm sending it back

 White skin means youre an albino or dead


Green stand for go

Red means please stop

Yellow helmet for safety

Black helmet for cop


Black clothes easy to clean

For a school uniform

No-one knows who you are 

Why that colour has been worn


I placed an order, emerald buttons

They sent me dark green, the colours don't match

You can hide a stain, let colours march on

I hid a small hole with a jolly gold patch.


I'm wearing rainbow colours today

I'm not having a political say

It isn't that I'm colour blind

It's just that I can't make up my mind.

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Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Colours Collected So Cute comic poem 384 by Angela Lansbury

Purple and Ginger

Colours, colours, what shall I wear?

Glam purple dress - to match my hair

Ginger - fox with mange sheds red hair

I have mixed thoughts I'd like to share


Brown

Brown is the colour of good earth

Tarnished copper coins of low worth

Something someone left in toilets

Recall tastes of fine chocolates

 (Work in progress saved for security. More verses being added in sequence.)



Red

Bright red, blood red, ripe strawberries!

Red means good luck to the Chinese!

Red's revealed in blood orange knife

Red means death - but also means life


Orange

Dark marmalade, juicy orange

Mandarins, for Chinese New Year

Cut and make a mess everywhere

Paper towel - wish you were here


Yellow

Yellow as sun when day's begun

Yellow as sunflower, Van Gogh

Yellow butter makes you fatter

Cheese, too, today doesn't matter


Green

Green as grass and joyful spring leaves

Green as shading leaves on summer trees

Green mint tea, and healthy green tea

St Patrick's, buy rounds - hats are free!


Blue

Pale powder blue, dark navy blue

Turquoise, calm blue but growth of green

Blue as the sea, blue as the sky

I've learned why but still wonder why


Black

Jet black hair, evening wear

Little black dress, black as night

Black for mourning in the morning

Not for weddings, please get that right


Grey

Pale grey hair not bad as you think

Goes with pale blue, and with pale pink

Charcoal grey goes with all colours

Better with some than the others


Pink

Red army uniforms fade pink

Pink was for boys they used to think

Nowadays a young pink princess

Likes to wear a pretty pink dress


Indigo

Indigo, oh, no, I don't know

What colour is called indigo?

Don't buy 'khaki' nor 'indigo'

I learn, and then forget, you know


Rainbow

Rainbows arch high up in the sky

Myths and science will tell you why

Mixed up rainbows are political

Flowers and rainbows - free for all


Gold

White gold, rose gold, every gold

Price high to buy but low when sold

Does not tarnish, wear when swimming

Reward myself for my slimming


Silver

Silver turns black! What should I do?

Rub the ring, it looks good as new

A silver-plated picture frame

Wafer thin! Lacquered, looks the same


White

Wonderful white, bright as daylight

Catching a gleam  like hospital clean

Ending the stumbling in shadowy night

Fridges with food, inviting sight


Yogurt and milk and things of that ilk

Wedding dresses from parachute silk

White carpet shows foodprints which make me cross

Lace tablecloth with holes are no loss.

-ends-

Copyright Angela Lansbury Feb22 2024. You may share a line or couplet providing your mention my name as the author. That would be considered fair use when reviewing. If you wish to recall or direct somebody to the whole poem, please share with friends the links to this post and others on this blog.

Saturday, February 22, 2020

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