A Higher Purpose (Rev) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Getting up after nightmares made staying in bed
impossible, facing Thursday’s imperative to give
meaning to life, cleaning the house and endless
rounds of tea & coffee, and being at home where
no-one requires me to accomplish a thing

Yesterday’s victory meant Tiaan didn’t complain
after he found I’d cleaned and covered his desk
with clear plastic to protect against layers of dust
covering everything in our house - wishing I knew
how to sew without getting confused and lost -

Then I’d buy the beautiful fabrics I love and make
something, sew pink tops with wide tulle skirts to
be as bohemian as I felt since birth - not wearing
boring clothes, decorating the study’s my only fun
and since this is done I need new challenges; ah,

Being down-to-earth I’m going to bathe endlessly
hoping inspiration fills me - & that the bright new
sun with all-blue and cloudless sky can be used
by me for more than hedonism – can be made
to serve a higher purpose…