Margaret Alice Poems

Started the day by crying, the nightingale
isn’t there, I’ve looked everywhere, a guru
says think positive thoughts and your
feelings will become positive too
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Was going to work tonight, brought my
documents home for a preliminary study
of all I have to do - then my characters
continued their adventures
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My mind resembles the croquet flamingoes in Alice
in Wonderland, when I try to hit reality’s hedgehogs
with my flamingo-mind it turns its long neck away,
I miss material reality completely, finding a meta-
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Remember the song from Fiddler on the Roof
‘Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles’ well
I have finally discovered why you mean so
much to me, you are an unsolved mystery!
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The violins joining the trumpet in Il Silenzio
draw long, incandescent lines of shimmering
notes like bubbly white lace around the wrists
and necks of old-fashioned Victorians, I taste
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Screwtape is alive and well
and living in my head
instead of writing letters to Dear Wormwood
is composing letters to my soul:
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Watching the new release
of Pride And Prejudice
once again struck by
the restrictions
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Nearly time to go home
another memory stick my only link
with life at the office
as I march away
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I wonder about Ecclesiastes tonight:
is everything just a repetition of the past
a repetition of the things that had been
and will be repeated again
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The golden sun of the morning
turned into a silver shine in the sky
forming fairy wings on my glasses
and fairy wings in my eyes
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