Margaret Alice

Rookie - 3 Points (The Crystal Age / Pretoria - South Africa)

2010/08/13 Theosophist - Poem by Margaret Alice

This morning lengthened my life by ten years, it
is the most marvellous thing when joie de vivre
springs without external cause, without hope for
anything, simply the joy of being

Dancing to Colonel Boogie playing on the radio in
the kitchen, the glass doors providing a smudged
reflection, imagination conjuring troops of lively
dancers joining me, stepping sideways

Then we got into the car to drive to work, you frowned,
peace, please, you asked, I felt the wave of joy subside
shortening my life by eight years again, but I still arrived
at the office with the bubble of happiness

Floating inside, Sabrina found my black top at DIRCO – I
must look up this acronym – and battered baby Marzanne
is getting back her eyesight, everything is falling into place
now to check on the one-eyed troll Interpol

His criminals masquerading with expensive clothes and sore-
throat cars, more messages for chasing all kinds of blackguards
Mistress Theosophist still waiting to be read; I have already for-
gotten your early-morning frown, oops, adding

Another ten years – at this rate, I shall never die!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 13, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010


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