Margaret Alice Second

Silver Star - 4,308 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Margaret Alice Second Poems

1401. Without A Song 7/16/2013
1402. Without Context - So Absurd 8/25/2012
1403. Without Drawbacks [rev.] 5/14/2015
1404. Without Memorable Quotes - 2 [revised] 4/7/2014
1405. Without Memorable Quotes [revised] 4/5/2014
1406. Without Telling Me Why (Revised) 2/25/2013
1407. Wonderful Feeling (Revised) 11/1/2011
1408. Wonderful Release (Rev.) 6/11/2014
1409. Wondering (C) 7/3/2015
1410. Wondering Expression (Version 2) 6/14/2013
1411. Wondering How 7/27/2014
1412. Words All Gone To Dust 1/29/2013
1413. Words Which Hold Me Captive 10/13/2012
1414. Work Chronicles Tues 22.11.2011 11/22/2011
1415. World's Woes - Child’s Play 12/14/2011
1416. Would Not Heal 2/25/2015
1417. Wrestled It To The Ground 12/12/2012
1418. Wry Amusement 2/15/2015
1419. You And I 6/8/2012
1420. You Are Better 2/15/2012
1421. You Can Break Away [revised] 10/1/2013
1422. You Can Talk To Me 1/28/2013
1423. You Lived Gloriously [revised] 7/25/2014
1424. You Shall Be My Knight [revised] 10/9/2013
1425. Your Humble Servant (Revised) 11/23/2012
1426. Your Mad Carousel [revised] 7/23/2013
1427. Your Presence 7/15/2011
1428. Your Tumultuous Life (Revised) 12/10/2012
1429. Zeus In Charge 1/19/2012
Best Poem of Margaret Alice Second

' Enneagram (Revised)

But no, nothing helped when I tried to be myself
reading old books, even a new one on sixth sense
said I should take heed of every single pain my
body produced to determine what I think

I feel a stranger in my own skin after a day
doing Big Five & Enneagram questionnaires
– which classify me the most selfish, unhelpful,
self-centred human alive;

even fairy pictures in my Treasury of Children’s
Poetry failed to restore me; according to the
questionnaires, I am detrimental to people
I meet in social contexts - I am devastated

cannot ...

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Until He Appears

Just one person required to think me amazing,
just one voice desired to whisper I make him
crazy, only one pair of arms for a feeling of
sweet romance, as I listen entranced to the
voice in my mind and lean back in the arms
conjured by my thoughts

As I listen to my fantasy using the sounds
supplied by reality to create the atmosphere

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