Margaret Alice Poems

A new Mystery for Me:

The Ethiopian Queen known as Queen Makeda
came to visit King Solomon of Israel
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How does one teach people not to slaughter
the golden goose laying the golden eggs, but
to take care of and let the eggs increase?
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The day had been prancing about like a wild horse
and threw me off unceremoniously; I fell and
rolled in the dust, here I am, still stunned,
trying to gather my wits, I must pack up
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Boitumelo is a singer, she sings Silent Night in
Sepedi beautifully, her voice clear and strong,
every note perfectly formed, keeping within the
key perfectly, wish she could sing some more,
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Sitting quietly while my heart is flowering
within me, while full orchestras are playing
majestic symphonies in my head, looking
at meaningless terms, storm-water runoff
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The crocodile with a porcupine on her head
sidled down to the library at a temperature of
35 degrees, crying in abject self-pity, no water
anywhere, no swamp nearby, walking on heated
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Intentions misread, why think I’m aiming for turquoise
when purple is my goal in life? Why ascribe meanings
not intended to my expressions? What to do to
convince you of my motivation in life?
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No-one shall ever be able to make you feel the
admiration I felt as a child when older brother met
nieces - guitars playing in unison, singing songs I
cannot recall - only the joy of seeing gods on
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Stuck again, can’t continue Harry Potter
Seven, it’s too much for my nerves; I’ve
lost all security with Voldemort and Death
Eaters appearing everywhere - every scene
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It is still dark when we leave home - the
school gate is barely open; an hour and
a half before school starts a little boy
already there; out in the winter cold; then
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