'Turn Into A Diamond 15.09.09 Poem by Margaret Alice

Came in early, poured water
over the carpet, sitting here
in swimsuit and shorts, got
hold of water in a spray can
that had oil in it before, now
I shine like the rising sun, but
feel nicely cool

As soon as our local termagant
gives her permission I shall switch
on the small fan next to my chair
the noise is offensive she says
but later in the day she bears
it willingly, I am ready
to face the day

Buoyed up by the thought that
heat changes some carbon into
coal while others turn into diamonds
I shall turn into a diamond in the office
furnace today, while coal hearts burn
red-hot in their zeal and work effort
which I applaud

I shall shine with insight and vision
like a true diamond should, may
the fire burn even more
brightly today!