12 Friday Apr 2013
Posted in Poetry
I could do with a trip here, soon!
Of what do I dream?
I dream of the Peaks,
a cosy warm cottage,
for solitary weeks.
A welcoming hearth,
and an open fire,
somewhere to sit,
and dream of the ‘shire.
A handsome oak bureau,
where I sit and write,
with an old lattice window,
to gaze at the night.
An old chiming clock,
to signal the end,
and an old scruffy dog,
as my one faithful friend.
Of what do I dream?
I dream of the Peaks,
a cosy warm cottage,
for solitary weeks
12 Friday Apr 2013
Posted in Anger, Longing & Waiting, Poetry
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, anger, napowrimo, peace, poetry, privacy, quiet, solitude, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
Always watching – ever present,
never a moment of peace.
I long for the quiet,
the housewives dream;
no privacy, always eyes watching,
with a question or a request.
Leave me alone – let me be,
to read my books and write my words.
Let me listen to my music,
sad and soulful.
Let me sit in my garden
and watch the flowers
dance in the summer breeze.
Let me be -just for a while.
Stop watching, stop minding
and let me be.
Let me have my privacy.
Alone with my thought and memories.
Alone with my daydreams and visionaries.
Leave me in my solitude,
alone and in love with my dreams.
© Let Me Be 2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Solitude (Photo credit: Moyan_Brenn)
Worldly Winds 