Margaret Alice Second

Gold Star - 16,155 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Fly On High (R) - Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Belastingconsulenten - consult & give consent to die in
peace - plain and simple - white coffin - nothing ornate,
the body laid out with hands folded on a violet top as I
must wear its spiritual violet colour to the grave; music
playing - Daughter of Zion - Whispering Hope - Bach’s
Cantata - Sounds of Silence: I’ll be listening in Spirit

Will be disappointed if there’s no music, no singing &
people milling about with sweetmeats & treats, saying
they wish I’d been less a dreamer and more of a doer;
but I plead my attempts to do good led to depression -
it was a lesson to concentrate on thought, not action,
thinking’s the only faculty for eternity

The rest’s symbolic; a body as life’s symbol does not
last - eternal life is more important than racing about
with a ball or a bat: cheering up people who enjoy the
doldrums, are happily depressed to be forced out with
violence, what’s the point? - if that’s what they want -
resonating with sadness, ensconced in darkness

And relishing the fears they create themselves, if that’s
the script of their lives how dare we force them into the
light, why release the grip of tragedy on the spirit if they
want to be a victim in some of their earthly lives - while I
need reconnect with my reptilian being and those walrus
propensities, revisit joy of being a firefly, reclaim

Translucent wings & ascend on high; why listen to Radio
Awful when Radio Delight is broadcasting music in colour
I shall fly on high and regard the world from above…

Topic(s) of this poem: feelings


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 11, 2015


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