Margaret Alice Poems

Hubby is angry, I did not make him
coffee today, it is half past eleven on
a Saturday, the Boks lost to the All
Blacks because of my not serving
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Under pain of death, under all manner
of provocation and threat in the red
fire burning of aversive motivation
– I cannot go on with this text. The
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Watched a political program called “Carte Blanche”
about crime in South Africa, about a club for parents
who lost their kids to violence
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We experience God in our own
existence, not as a personality,
but as Multitudinous Facets of
a Multidimensional Existence
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Prepared to deal with physical pain with pictures
of fairies and books on states of consciousness;
but sometimes the pain is stronger than the mind
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I am satisfied with just a little delight,
happy togetherness in the same mess, each
person solving problems individually,
unique entities with sharpened minds,
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Wondering about my
new discoveries:
Consciousness
playing hopscotch
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Wondering about new discoveries:
consciousness playing hopscotch
in and out of reality while
focusing on hallucinations and
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Here’s my theory: Looking at love
and happiness, at success and
progress, chalking up examples
of prosperity and mental stability
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How could one person hurt another so much by saying
such hurtful things, hurting so much an outsider is still
burning in their fire, words that empty the world of beauty
and safety; how could one person plunge a knife into
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