Margaret Alice Poems

Then Alice came upon Niels Bohr, sitting
on a mushroom drawing atomic structures
for quantum cells: Who are you and what
do you do, asked Alice; I’m Niels Bohr and
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Today I read a most fascinating
account of exciting conspiracy
theories – enough to feed the
imagination for hours to come:
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I didn’t want to go
back to where I
left you,
but I
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Every time I do something at work
I am reminded to make a note for
the next round of assessments –
my first reaction is no, I won’t; I
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Spent a lovely soap-bubble day
happiness built on nothingness
a fantasy, until I got home and
that fragile bubble was burst by
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Early morning at work, laughter and fun;
talking about TV last night, how a team
had to guess the next words of characters
in old Afrikaans movies and older photo
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Coming home in a negative frame
of mind; I tried my best to think
the best thought I could find; trying
to focus on everything good – but
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The Nile Crocodile
needs to lie in the sun
to digest her
crocodilean breakfast
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Did it please you to see us cringe?
Did it enhance your self-image?
Was it fun to feel your power over us?
Was it satisfactory to diminish us in your sight?
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There is nothing like a good book
to take your mind away when you are faced
with work and chores that you hate so much
you wish that you could die immediately
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