Margaret Alice Second

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

Tired - Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Bravura gone, tried to be a
rain elf walking about in blue
with an otherworldly air, but it
came to naught as I suffer the
consequences of my dietary
choices; shrinking into myself,
eyes unfocused, trying to

Lose weight makes for a most
uncomfortable state & spending
time without a functioning brain
leaves me without companionship
as a mindless half-wit me can’t con-
centrate and follow a conversation,
cannot listen calmly

To voices around me, only music
soothing nerves while I’m stuck in
this dark place of alienation, trying
to smile at people and wearing my
pink fedora with blue goblin top did
NOT give me the energy I dream
off, tired of trying

To put on a brave face, I sink with-
out the desire to get up and chase
the wind in search of joie-de-vivre –
I’m hungry, tired and discouraged…

Topic(s) of this poem: feelings

Comments about Tired by Margaret Alice Second

  • Seema Jayaraman (11/18/2015 6:32:00 AM)

    Please tell the person in the poem not to be discouraged.. starving, dieting, fasting trying to cope and comply to the dictates of the modern idea of fitness, beauty and standards will leave just about anyone tired and hungry.. joy will come once you are at peace with oneself.. good write. thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

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