Margaret Alice Poems

This is the reason why Victor Frankl
had to relay his dream of writing a
book as if it were written already –
his concentration camp mates could
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Reading about old records having been
falsified in Biblical times by Essenes and
Zealots, discovery by the wrong people
could lead to certain death - symbols
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An alien with a remote control is watching
the pictures flashing on the electromagnetic
screen of my mind as my camera eyes scan
the world’s hologram which my laser-brain
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Today I see the world through
the five colours of depression,
everything seems stale and old
and I feel as sad as a coal mine
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Sukkelende deur die dorre woestyn, baklei
teen die onwilligheid in my brein; ek wil nie
sonder inspirasie bestaan nie, hierdie leë
oomblikke in tyd word genegeer; uitgewis;
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Back from the library, they’re
angry with me – I lost a book:
“How To Write Really Badly”
(as if one needs advice!)
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Looking at an Ice Fantasy, knowing I have
no energy, reading a promise - there is a
solution to every problem and the question
should be How may I serve thee - and not
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I’m not interested in your shenanigans, I’m not
interested in anything; I don’t care to fight
monsters and dragons, it pretty much feels as
if I’ve been swallowed by a dragon personally
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“Ek slaap in die rus van die statistieke gesus, ongesien, ongehoord,
en dof en loom in my syferdroom...” met apologie aan A. G. Visser

Sê oom Suurklont –
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My Heart Expand

I wish I could describe
the feeling I have
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