Margaret Alice Poems

As we got stuck in traffic Nici presented Achmed
the terrorizing terrorist, I laughed my way through
traffic moving at snails’ pace; marvelous technology
that allows us to watch funny shows on cellphones
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Driving back from Newcastle in Kwa-Zulu
Natal, potholes abound, Charlestown, then
Volksrust, also Standerton, concentrating
to miss those dreaded pockmarks that can
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Luckily I was armed against this contingency –
you and Tiaan laughing at car programs, I’ve
got a hole in my heart, nowhere to park my
restless mind, no way to harness my
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Some dreamers sing about love in such a way we all
want to commit suicide, some depict love as a tale of
eternal deception and jealousy, but then one day
appears a singer with a new attitude, depicting
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Saturday bloomed in a blend
of Cabernet Sauvignon, Shiraz
and Merlot, you were so excited
while preparing the venison, golden
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Lost my Open-Sesame access card,
left only holding the lanyard, now have
to pray the security guard is at hand to
open every door for me, must structure
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Mother says Grandma Alice was bad, I asked
why – ‘She pushed me out’ mother said ‘She
took over my home, prepared meals, did
domestic chores
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Khaderbhai was a fanatic with no respect
for freedom, he did not care that success
depends on respect for the freedom of
people to choose for themselves
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Father and mother approve of their own lives
remember being great parents, scaring me into
obedience to such an extent I disappeared, was
a great way to teach me humility
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I love reading imaginative essays
my eye on the beauty and extent
of imagination, not to find proofs
and negations
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