'Return 05/10/2009 Poem by Margaret Alice

'Return 05/10/2009



Slowly the day unfolding in
concentric, many-dimensional
lines turning upon themselves
spiralling into nuanced shades
of meaning

My soul turning inside out
running about talking, filling
in forms, trying to find myself
in quiet contemplation, my
frayed spirit

Needs to re-orientate itself
electro-magnetic vibrations
must recover the space that
used to be mine before we
went off on holiday…

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Margaret Alice

Margaret Alice

Pretoria - South Africa
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