I now live in Hampshire, UK. I have been writing poetry on and off for many years and really enjoy it. I love writing about a variety of topics and am hoping that there's something for everyone.
My first collection of work, entitled 'Through My Eyes' is now available, published by United Press at the price of £3.99 plus P&P. If you would like a copy, please contact me via my Facebook ... more »
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Angela Wybrow Poems
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!
The Colours Of My Life
You’ve brightened up my life With colours bold and bright. Black and white and grey, They graced my every day.
The Missing Sock
This afternoon, I had quite a big shock: I discovered that I have a missing sock! I put my socks inside the washing machine, But now one sock is nowhere to be seen.
This town is becoming like a ghost town; Many of our local shops are closing down. Once upon a time, this town was really hopping, But now people go elsewhere for their shopping.
A Spring Morning
The sky is the shade of cornflower blue; The clouds in the sky, are extremely few. Caught by the sunshine, everything glows. A fresh, cooling breeze, now gently blows.
People love to go skating, across the ice; It may be rather chilly, but it’s just so nice. People wrapped up in coats, gloves and scarves, Share each other’s company, and also some laughs.
My Favourite Things
I love lots of things in life. By many things, I'm cheered. By the time you've read the following list, you may think I'm a bit weird!
I take a deep breath and begin to blow, And soon the bubbles begin to flow. From my wand, the bubbles now stream; The sunshine makes the bubbles gleam.
Hot Air Balloon
I saw a hot air balloon flying over my house: Most of the time, it was as quiet as a mouse, But, every so often, its burners suddenly roared, And higher, up into the sky, it suddenly soared.
A new life, for myself, I need to weave. I need some oxygen, so as I can breathe. From these chains, I need to break free; I need the chance just to be totally me.
I Wish I Were A Chocolatier
I wish a were a chocolatier; To folk I'd bring some age-old cheer. I'd play around with all different flavours, And decide on some for people to savour.
Chocolate Chicken Curry
I saw in the freezer aisle; Chocolate chicken curry: I couldn’t help but smile.
Girls' Night Out
To our favourite pub in town, my friends and I, hurry. For just over a fiver, we can order a drink and a curry. From the bar, we grab our change and various drinks, And there’s a loud chorus of ‘cheers! ’ as glasses clink.
My favourite vegetable, without a doubt, Is the humble, but holy, Brussels sprout. I cook them until they're really soft; Around my house, their aroma wafts.
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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. ...