Eternal Triangle Of Love And Hate Poem by Margaret Alice

Lunchtime at Kingsley, Margaret Alice is bored,
boxes unpacked, treasures all stored, sitting on
her chair, reading the paper, finished already,
tackling the Government Gazette

Reading of Tripolyphosphate, sounds like an en-
chanting lady, devoid of hate, reading of 21 Chiefs
representing Tribal Authorities: Emjindini - a Jinn
involved somewhere; Modlangampisi-Hlomendlini

and Nsikazi, a reference to the Nazi’s, our old friend
DDT – Dichlorodiphenyl Triclorethane – with so many
musical terms, the Nile Crocodile is happily occupied
listening to rolling sounds in her mind

Words bubbling without context and situation, without
Gazette clarification - wonderful sounds – consonants
cavorting, free-flowing vowels, suggesting ideas: Ob-
viously Mr Trichloretane is betrothed to

Ms Tripolyphosphate and their love is threatened by
Modlangampisi-Hlomendlini in an eternal triangle
of love and hate…