Margaret Alice

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

My Morning Metamorphosis - Poem by Margaret Alice

Looked at mannequins with beautiful faces
in interesting dresses, imagined being them,
going out looking so gorgeous, felling admi-
ring men, dreaming of being six foot tall

Wearing a white slack suit, changing myself
five times ten, every dress representing a
different occasion, had several different
adventures during a trip to the mall

Mannequin-me doing all things, attended
a colloquium, went dancing, a bride getting
married, impressed by the sweet expression
on my mannequin-faces, the pert hairstyle

The upturned nose, immensely enjoying my
morning metamorphosis …

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 16, 2009

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