MAGPIE TALES
THE KALEIDOSCOPE
There was a time
When I looked at life
Through my kaleidoscope.
Everything was neatly segmented.
The blues revolved around the edges,
The greens drew neat triangles,
The pinks and reds merged
Symmetrically.
Make a turn
And everything fell into place
Predictably.
I knew where I was going.
I knew it was all up to me;
I was in charge.
I would decide what, when, where.
It would all work out.
Those with messy lives
Had only themselves to blame.
And then you left me.
And my kaleidoscope
Broke.
The beads are there
But the patterns are misbehaving.
And a broken kaleidoscope
Can never be fixed.
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Brenda Bryant
BASKING BEAUTIES!
Theirs' for the asking;
A life full of basking,
Of rolling and twisting and diving.
The African coast
Is the place they like most.
And just look for yourself! They are thriving.
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The water is clear
And they swim without fear;
Bobbing up to see who is arriving.
I suddenly feel
I could live like a seal!
Why on earth do we waste our lives striving?
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