Angela Wybrow Poems

On the grassy river bank,
We place our tartan rug upon the ground.
The gently flowing river and random birdsong,
Are the only audible sounds.
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Tonight, over Great Britain, there's a golden moon,
As, over our Olympic athletes, we proudly swoon.
Between them all, they won plenty of medals,
Particularly those, whose power needs pedals.
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Watching snowflakes silently falling,
Children find extremely enthralling.
They stand with mouths open in awe,
As, though the air, snowflakes soar.
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The merry music of a colourful carousel.
The joyous ringing out of church wedding bells.
A bird singing its heart out, high up in a tree.
The waves crashing down upon the salty sea.
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In the Forest of Shadows, there can be found
Creatures whose arms stretch down to the ground.
These creatures of the Forest are known as Trolls,
And if they catch you, they'll swallow you whole.
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In the distance, I spy its misty spray,
As it hovers over a sea of battleship grey.
Across The Solent, the hovercraft soars,
And I stand there watching it in total awe.
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We walked along many London streets;
We stopped at a pub for something to eat.
We walked around for miles and miles;
We saw a sign: ‘hot coffee, warm smiles.'
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For hot summer days, my heart now grieves,
As I walk ankle-deep amongst fallen leaves.
More leaves dash down to join the happy throng:
Until they are all joining in, it will not be long.
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Go to Crystal Palace Park in the dead of night,
And you are sure to be given a very big fright.
The dinosaurs, which you see there in the Park,
Suddenly all spring to life when it grows dark.
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Early in the morning, the Mill's siren sent out a loud wail:
To hear its calling, the local people could not possibly fail;
Clogs clattered noisily along the shiny cobblestones,
As workers, in their hundreds, left their humble homes.
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