Margaret Alice Second

Gold Star - 16,611 Points (24 January 1961 / South Africa)

Patterns Of My Dreams [r] - Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Actually, you're my yardstick, - around which
I weave patterns of my dreams - you are the
sanctuary, a centre from which I calibrate my
mental gyroscope - and you're that brother I
dreamed of having before I had to grow up -
realising brothers were unalike the dreams
woven about them; nothing filled that empty
space until I found you - a true poet I could
adulate and emulate

You are my Dr Serfontein and Capitaine
Carrot; the patrician - Lord Vetinari, of my
own Kingdom, and you are my criterion for
measuring tone and rhythm of poetry; you
taught me how to live in a translation world
by learning to express feelings in different
words - I thank you for being able to carry
burdens of my trust and suspicions when
I confronted you with my fear you disliked
my songs; and more than thanking you

I send you my delight, hoping it melts your
heart & makes you feel how wonderful you
are in fulfilling my dream of being safely in
my own brother's team…

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams, family

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 28, 2016

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