Margaret Alice Poems

We all go to visit Alet, early morning Hanlie goes
chatting, later the day, Hermien goes talking, then
tea-time at ten, I rock up with a handful of poems
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Fear, unreasonable, irrational, dreading another
day, not knowing which way to turn, facing the
unwillingness within me to continue to breathe,
the body is willing, but the spirit is weak, too tired
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10 October 2008

The sun a luminous explosion
in green trees lining the street,
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23 October 2008

crying my way through “Legend of
a Band” by The Moody Blues, started
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I’m trying to calm my soul by listening to
Andrew Lloyd Webber’s “Whistle Down the
Wind” and “Any Dream Will Do” – jumping
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Kiri Te Kanawa – 'The Heart Is Slow To Learn' -
you never even knew that I loved you, ' until I die
there’s only you', what dramatic words, maybe they
are true – but I’ll only know afterwards –
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First your fingertips touching my heart, then
your lips touching my soul, making me whole,
giving me hope, igniting joy, a small flame
spreading and filling my mind, words rever-
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The Princess was given a gift;
she would love and be loved
her whole life long, when the
evil fairy came with her curse
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To live happily, in a warm atmosphere,
I need a crew of labourers tearing down
the ceiling, knocking down the walls and
rebuilding them again, mixing cement,
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Voices, refined, modulated
talking, talking, explaining
repeating refrains, on and
on and on – reverberating
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