Angela Wybrow Poems
|121.||Port Isaac's Fishermen's Friends||11/26/2012|
|126.||Learning My Lines||12/29/2012|
|127.||New Year's Eve||1/1/2013|
|128.||From A Christmas Tree||1/10/2013|
|131.||What Will Life Be Like?||2/12/2013|
|133.||The Old Oak||4/5/2013|
|137.||Kaleidoscope (New Version)||4/29/2013|
|139.||Now I Am One||5/5/2013|
|144.||The Deceiving Sun||5/10/2013|
|147.||Star (Tribute To Lis Sladen)||4/19/2013|
|149.||The Singing Exam||6/18/2013|
|157.||Goodbye To Summer||9/8/2013|
|158.||Poetry In Motion||5/21/2013|
Comments about 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. ...
When I received a letter from my Dad,
Saying he didn't want to meet,
I decided to go and confront him.
I wasn't going to admit defeat.
'I told you in my letter not to come.
I thought I made that perfectly clear!
It would never work. I don't even know you, '
Were not the words I'd hoped to hear.