Margaret Alice Poems

Then Alice saw an ancient
violin and asked Merlin to
play it – I only play gamma-
ray tunes, Merlin said, it is
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If I could wish
for a perfect world
how should it be
a world where
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The Sphinx always holds a secret
still calling for the answers
in ancient godly star maps
a Milky Way Nile with fifteen pyramids
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I’ve got a new favourite author
George Gamow – I read his book
Mr Tompkins in Wonderland
six years ago now I’m buying one
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Screwtape is alive and well
and living in my head
instead of writing letters to Dear Wormwood
is composing letters to my soul:
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I wonder about Ecclesiastes tonight:
is everything just a repetition of the past
a repetition of the things that had been
and will be repeated again
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Nearly time to go home
another memory stick my only link
with life at the office
as I march away
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Watching the new release
of Pride And Prejudice
once again struck by
the restrictions
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It is a delight to have goals
unfulfilled, I strive for them
with all my might; as long as
there is desire, life force flows
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The golden sun of the morning
turned into a silver shine in the sky
forming fairy wings on my glasses
and fairy wings in my eyes
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