2011/02/25 Whirlwind Storms Poem by Margaret Alice

To make my misery complete, Nici
sweetly requested I read her third
vampire novel, unfortunately the
author got carried away by the
Baroque melodrama

The wealth of cluttering detail and
first-person conversation, immature
musing on the nature of perfect love;
was just too much - I speed-read till
near the end

Then gave up, disappointing my
daughter, cannot take any more
juvenile analysis of the intricacies
of life; Nici explaining the horrors
of her last year at school

You suffering through a rugby match;
turning up the volume, your favourite
singer*, lately deceased, describing
his perspective on Everything – you
insist I should listen

I cannot right now - André Rieu playing
on my side of the house; just let me be
in peace – I LOVE the carousel of rising
feelings and activity family members
provide; but need the freedom…

…to quietly compose my mind in the eye
of these whirlwind storms of activity…

*Lucas Maree, South Africa