Chores A Brimming 5.13.2008 Poem by Margaret Alice

Chores A Brimming 5.13.2008



Gold and silver glitter in my dairy
organise my life in shining lines,
Portuguese for the Prosecution,
French for the Congo,
Afrikaans for the President,
Urdu and Mandarin

This is FUN, arranging, organizing,
seeing glitter gather, voices
stipulating choices, freelancers
submitting invoices, a library
book or two already overdue

Selling my theories to disbelieving
colleagues; life a-shine in lovely
hues, demarcation inclined by
all the deadlines as goalposts
to pursue, new meaning infused

Inspiring me to laugh in
happiness, swim on through
this sea of chores a brimming…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 13 May 2008

All that glitters is not gold sometimes. IT'S a cold metal

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Pretoria - South Africa
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