Margaret Alice Poems

Author Stephanie Dowrick being too realistic for me
I prefer Esther Hicks’ freedom to visualize, creating
a fantasy, remaking reality to live more in hope and
rejecting tragedy - considering life with Dowrick’ s
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Ayahuasca made
Alan see demons,
sharp ears, hands
replaced by claws
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Each colour contains a sound frequency -
each sound has a three-dimensional form,
when sand vibrates on a violin, the most
beautiful patterns appear
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This reminds me –
speeding on my bike
twin sister ahead of me
if she doesn’t hesitate I don’t slack off
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Today the soft, warm folds
of your words were scraped
away by cold, harsh voices,
grating on my nerves, tearing
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The clouds played a soft
grey and white melody in
a minor key this morning
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Sparkling Sunday, glittering sunshine and
blue sky, supermarket trip for a newspaper,
my eye caught by an article about Philippine
prisoners dancing Michael Jackson, never
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Since expression of true feeling is
impossible, I survive suppression
by extrovert talking, channeling
emotions into other outlets to
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Reading Dan Winter’s Mystifying Mumblings…

“Length harmonics multiply non-destructively
moving through light speed and the time barrier
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Sensitive
me cannot do administration,
the dreamer within me cannot type a list,
walking about as sensitive me nearly dying
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