Love Stories 1& 2 Poem by Margaret Alice

1.

I love stories to the point of wild
delight, reading meanings into
tales that authors may not
have intended

Read The Nightingale and cried
as mechanical birdsong replaced
her in the palace, leading to the
real one being banned

Read the Happy Prince by Oscar
Wilde and nearly died, the way the
statue sacrificed his gold and jewel
eyes to help the poor

Until he was removed from his place
of honour for his ugliness, that was
thanks indeed, could never read it
again, though I tried

It made me think of my father
helping everybody in a plight,
but who was rejected for his
shabbiness

While the tale of a kindly servant
girl dunked in magic stuff, then
reappearing with a bright star
on her forehead

Still enchants my mind and
forever shall …

2.

Sometimes a poet appears who
creates delightful fantasies of
love as an eternal joy,
elevating all of life

To a higher dimension, I hang on
the lips of positive spiritualists
whose words of ethereal love
elevates my mood so much

I can do my job with a song
and love my fellow human
beings - though at a
distance to allow

For lack of wisdom - while
leaving space for our
good intentions…