Visions Too Sublime (Rev.) Poem by Margaret Alice

Visions Too Sublime (Rev.)



Should we measure people by
ideals and not accomplishments?
By this dictum dad is tops, he
loves “My Fair Lady” - kept the
music score I used for speeches

loves “Gone With The Wind”
and “Dr Zhivago”, awakening
chivalry; idealises my mother,
refuses to hear her criticised
although acerbic in himself –
when measured by his own ideals
I love him even more!

Apply this to my mother and she
also scores; a gift to rise above
conditions even those self made
- pleading innocence - amazes;
taught me how to tame vicissitudes
of life, how not to be a mercenary -
her dream of teaching music, getting
all of us to sing made my love
of tuneful poetry -

with visions of ideals much too
sublime for ordinary life....

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Margaret Alice

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Pretoria - South Africa
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