Angela Wybrow

Bronze Star - 2,147 Points (Salisbury, Wilts, UK)

Angela Wybrow Poems

441. Farewell To Summer 8/31/2012
442. Cycling In The Countryside 4/18/2013
443. Girls' Night Out 9/24/2011
444. Heavy Rain 8/28/2011
445. On Equal Ground 5/20/2013
446. The Seller Of Dreams 7/5/2013
447. Colourful Camden 6/16/2012
448. Rhyme Riot 10/16/2013
449. Secret Songbird 10/6/2013
450. This Is London 11/25/2015
451. A World Without Water 3/23/2012
452. Brussels Sprouts 1/23/2014
453. Dole Not Coal 3/5/2014
454. Can'T Sleep 9/5/2012
455. Pegasus 1/20/2013
456. I Wish I Were A Chocolatier 11/8/2014
457. Abandoned 3/14/2014
458. My Feathered Friend 11/27/2011
459. Getting On 8/4/2013
460. Chocolate Chicken Curry 2/23/2014
461. My Favourite Food 8/1/2011
462. Breaking Free 9/3/2012
463. The 'Potato' Poem 5/19/2012
464. Spring: New Beginnings 6/4/2011
465. Grey Skies In July 7/17/2012
466. The Kingfisher 10/4/2012
467. Hot Air Balloon 9/5/2012
468. Ice Skating 12/3/2011
469. Ghost Town 7/20/2012
470. Blowing Bubbles 4/16/2013
471. Jenny Greenteeth 10/2/2012
472. My Favourite Things 6/13/2011
473. A Spring Morning 3/19/2012
474. The Colours Of My Life 11/25/2013
475. Reunited 5/30/2011
476. The Missing Sock 2/22/2013
477. A Headful Of Thoughts 10/30/2011

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  • Russell (8/1/2018 6:14:00 PM)

    We met briefly by the river you gave me this website address and we had a brief conversation but i never got around to telling i have 4 guitars that i have not played for 20 years but i would like to meet you again, if only briefly.

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Best Poem of Angela Wybrow

A Headful Of Thoughts

I'm lying here, wide awake
Trying hard to get some sleep;
But my brain is totally buzzing,
So it's useless counting sheep!

My mind is manically racing,
Thinking of words and ideas;
I think of the sad poem that I just wrote,
And my eyes suddenly fill up with tears.

I need to get some sleep,
As I'm actually pretty tired;
But my brain is so alive:
Like, it's been electrically wired!

Many times, I've had new thoughts,
And jumped out of my cosy bed,
To quickly grab a pen and paper,
And jot them down before they leave my head. ...

Read the full of A Headful Of Thoughts

Pontins At Hemsby

Here I stand, not far from the sea:
No longer a place where folk want to be.
I remember the day they padlocked my gate
On that fateful day in two-thousand-and-eight.

For many a year, I could proudly boast
To be the best holiday camp on the East coast,
But, for my last thirty years, there was many a sign
That my popularity was now on the decline.

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