Mandy Tams The Golden Girl Poet Narrative

The Night Time Show

~The Night Time Show~
Another night of sleep eludes me
I wander throughout the house
I feel like a night time lonely ghost
Or an inquisitive little door mouse

Into the conservatory 
where the floor is bright with full moonlight
The square patterns moves discernibly
 tracking minute’s though the night

The ghostly white of the bright moonlight
 blocks out the stars in the sky
The air is still, no leaf does shiver 
a fox peers in and then wanders by

A little wood mouse, he’s out late, 
skips across the patio
Why do I complain of not sleeping well 
when I have this the night time show.

A frog sits there and starts to croak then he leaps onto the wall
Amazing leap, I am aghast and then I watch him fall
In his jaws he has a slug, I'm glad we ran out of killer
I think I 'll put the kettle on, the second half is turning into a thriller.


©~GG~ 31/08/2102

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Terry O'Leary August 31, 2012 at 11:15 AM Wow... sounds better than most midnight TV shows... Nice poem (... maybe not for the slug, though:-)) Terry

Robert Pettit August 31, 2012 at 9:00 AM You have told a good story with this poem.

Harry Horsman August 31, 2012 at 7:41 AM why do i believe you just get better and better, i agree with yasmin below, begin to read and one becomes glued to the story, usually with sheer disappointment that it has an end. Soup mail re-contest.

Ilene Bauer August 31, 2012 at 7:17 AM i like this very much! i was able to watch the show along with you - nice job! Mandy Tams The Golden Girl August 31, 2012 at 7:23 AM Thanks Ilene xx