A Dreaming Crocodile (Rev) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

My chocolatey desiring led to my obtaining
chocolate deluxe - a powdered delight that
I can’t stop eating - adding to my confusion;
last night I danced about in a damp sheet
covering me from top to toe to keep cool
in the heat, couldn’t sleep, but slumbered

finally; lurched into the open-plan office
this morning quite bewildered, studying
my legal stats text without comprehension,
received a call from my Duchess imperiously
commanding me muster my troops - and
send her details of our tickets and arrival

Little does she know of the battle with Scorpio
which this visit necessitates; then dentist calling,
pre-approval for extracting wisdom teeth, my kids
to be relieved of theirs - there’s no fun in it; why
was this a heavenly weekend - feeling content
soaking in the pool and lying in the sun, contact

With the four forces of elemental nature - earth,
water, wind (air) and sun, exquisite sensation of
sun and wind on my skin, diving into pool-cool
water like velvet and satin - and today naturally
gluten-free chocolate deluxe takes me in - so
I dream of vats of melted chocolate with

Brandy centres; goodness, the stuff is addictive
and with my heroine Dianthus attending a ball,
regarding all through her wise grandfather’s
eyes & thus not open to vain flattery & empty
compliments, following the dialogue between
my protagonist and the other characters who

Are rejected on sight if she doesn’t like them;
I find it very difficult to remain tethered to the
earth, Mme La Pompadour seems to have the
same problem - and she simply stayed home,
the best place for a dreaming crocodile like me…