Awake at 10pm

 

the orange hue of city lights

twinkle against a navy sky

watching over a writer writes

tales of the day show in her eyes

 

on her way to the land of dreams

where a little girl sits by a stream

but a few more words on the page

before she vacates today’s stage.

 

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Pancake Day Poem

Shrove Tuesday, how I adore you!
Thanks for letting me eat pancakes.
I ate them with ice cream, it’s true
my new year diet is at stake!

But the way you slid off the pan
a tiny pikelet in my hand
packed with lemon and baileys too
making all my day dreams come true!