Margaret Alice Second Poems

When I die I think my soul will board
a spiritual flight bound for the astral
dimension where the newly dead all
congregate, I cannot see why souls
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A soft warm peach-coloured blanket
and socks and cloths with a sewing
kit to attach the buttons my pink top
sheds at an alarming rate - clearly
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Can’t go on with throbbing ankle and ringing ears,
went for a stroll to escape the chicken coop noise
noise driving me mad, road-works in a narrow lane
- and I did not see the concrete slab ready to catch
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Terry Pratchett may have evolved the theme of
Raising Steam, possibly, but this book doesn’t
seem to have been written by him - the outline
story is everything while the dialogue does not
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The hostess who blithely claimed she never
prepared dishes - offered pizza bought en
masse for her guests; she never cooks, the
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Life can only become interesting by living in my own
world - a bubble in reality where my wishes become
commands promptly executed by my thoughts when
following rules as explained by Abraham - that non-
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Never A Moment To Breathe

Dear Michelle, thank you kindly for lending me
“Raising Steam” it’s so lovely seeing Moist Von
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The only thing that matters is whether you believe
your actions are APPROPRIATE, nothing is more
damaging to your psyche than doing things which
are wrong according to your own moral code, does
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Doomsday-time scenarios - elections looming,
end-of-life-as-we-know-it prophecies lead the
electorate to contemplate the dark landscape -
should we not vote at all or for the wrong party,
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Wishing to accomplish something I rambled about
and found a black velvet assassins’ Fedora in the
Chinese shop, the cerise one with blue and purple
flowers I wore got on my nerves - silver nail polish
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