Vastly Different Horizons (and Revised)
Yesterday I bought a little doll, but she
was too dull therefore today I bought
dollops of sunshine in yellow flowers
so beautiful everyone immediately
begs me for them
Added the flowers to the yellow and
purple delight on the right side of my
screen; smearing butter, healthy and
rich in vitamins, on a Crunchie bar
yellow honeycomb inside
My French Révision book shining in
yellow also, insidiously gold is taking
control of my life, I cannot abide rose
pink anymore, it disturbs the golden
vision of my other flowers
And the two dolls turn away from each
other - like my sister and I - one mind
focused on vastly different horizons
in order to weave a lovely life…
(Revised) :
The little doll I bought yesterday was
too dull so I bought sunshine dollops,
beautiful yellow flowers, everybody
immediately begs me for them
Added these to the right side of my screen
yellow and purple delight; smeared butter,
healthy and rich in vitamins, on a Crunchie
bar, yellow honeycomb inside
My French Révision text shining yellow
also- insidiously gold is taking control of
my life, I can't abide rose pink, disturbs
the golden vision of my other flowers
And the two dolls turn away from each
other - like my sister and I - one mind
focused on vastly different horizons
in order to weave a lovely life…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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My garden is lighted
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In your bliss ever on march
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Laughed when the walls were splattered
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Drew them in the margins of her newspaper
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Flowers fade,
mirrors crack.
Cats wander,
and deserts
become oceans.
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Varied And Intense
Enriched my office world with two new
flowers, soft purple with yellow centre
and small, unassuming yellow sprig,
exuberance of spring in my life
Adding pink to the passionate orange
flowery explosions next to my desk
was a mistake, a pink cobweb scarf
with silver thread does not work
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varied and intense to demand such
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happy; may this feeling continue
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emotion to help me through this
dark shadow in my head…
13 September 2012
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Namaqualand And The Atlantic 10.2.2008
Sunday 28 September 2008
……………….Namaqualand’s Beautiful Town Springbok
Springbok is the brightest crystal and
sparkling diamonds shining in pristine
beauty, blue skies and green emeralds,
punctuated by dollops of golden-yellow
and orange flowers, framed by dappled
rocks and sun-kissed hillocks; I’ve lost
my heart to Springbok
enclosed within the sweet embrace of
Namaqualand’s brightest flowers, a playful
breeze welcoming us with velvet touches;
driving into fields of green, the beauty of the
scene – brightest purple explosions amongst
sun-coloured flowers, a kaleidoscope of sensual
delight, mountain ridges representing
colours in cymatics, illustrating the melodies
created by colourful harmonies of chromatic
colours – a sapphire sky stretched over lime-
green gorse, rugged mountain edges, a musical
composition of delicious colour themes; then
all becoming a patterned carpet in shades of
green and luminous cream…
A tapestry landscape in purple and yellow, flowers
become a smile and laughter in the landscape,
without flowers the land looks serious, austere,
add the giggles of giddy yellow, the twittering of
miniature pinks, purple splashes of full-throated
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us….
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as if something to them are happening
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and some are mauve, or some are somewhat brown,
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