Power cuts, I’m ill, you’re angry, because
you can’t watch the qualifying Grand Prix
I’m working on feeling good, not because
of good politics – it is a shambles; not
Because I look good – I don’t; not because
everybody is treating me right – they’re not,
And it’s my own fault; but simply because
I want so much to feel good, I only look
At things that make me feel good when
I focus on them - like my fairy pictures;
Messages from Entourage characters,
Wayne Dyer’s book “Real Magic” and
The illustrated “The Enchanter’s Spell”;
when the pain grows again, coming in
Waves, I stare at the fairies for hours
on end, then fall asleep, and dream
The pain away!
Margaret Alice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/feelings-dream-the-pain-away/
