Smiley
22 Sunday Sep 2013
Posted in Childhood Memories, Love, Poetry
Monthly Archives: September 2013
Secrets
20 Friday Sep 2013
Posted in Poetry
I have a secret
that you’ll never know
I’ll take to my grave
when hell’s covered in snow
I’ll never tell
not even my friend
I’ll keep it with me
to the bitter end
I know you may ask
well what could it be
it may drive you mad
cat’s curiosity
I have a secret
that you’ll never know
I’ll take to my grave
when hell’s covered in snow
©Secrets 20.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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Galahad
18 Wednesday Sep 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Humour, Love, Poetry
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Clark Kent, humour, John Wayne, Lady Godiva, loss, love, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
I was your kooky girl
you were my Clark Kent
we blazed a trail
through Eden’s Vale
everywhere we went
We rode into the sunset
like Godiva and John Wayne
you in your Vauxhall Corsa
no gallant knight on horse
I never saw you again
© Galahad 18.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Lady Godiva by John Collier, c. 1897, Herbert Art Gallery and Museum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Feather Vajra
15 Sunday Sep 2013
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddha, Buddhism, enlightenment, Feather and Down, gentleness, poetry, truth, UK poet, Uk poetry, Vajra, Vajrasattva, Yorkshire poet
and in her hand she held a feather vajra,
at the core, a gentle beating heart,
around the heart, two eggshell lotus’s cupped,
intertwined like a mother’s hands.
Around a band of unicorns,
four magical, mystical, protectors,
and a vajra made of feathers.
© Feather Vajra 21.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Emblem of Bhutan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The vajra, a distinct symbol of Vajrayana (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Enough!
15 Sunday Sep 2013
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, anger, depression, discontent, marriage, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
Enough!
I exclaim.
I’ve had enough!
I take a house brick
and lob it into the still water,
causing the matrimonial boat to capsize.
I am forty seven and I’ve had enough.
I will pout and stamp my foot
and wait for the waves
of discontent to wash
against my shoes.
Once and for all
I have had
Enough!
© Enough! 17.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Parma oct 12 2009 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Night
14 Saturday Sep 2013
Posted in Poetry
Stunningly beautiful 🙂
…and the Clock Struck Twelve
14 Saturday Sep 2013
Posted in Childhood Memories, Grief, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Poetry
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, grief, heartbreak, loss, love, Mother, Mum, pain, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
The clock struck twelve
and you were gone.
No family home,
I had no Mum;
why did you leave
me on my own?
You should have known,
I should have gone.
The days went fast
and slow, time passed;
but I was with you
at the last.
I often grieve
for what should be;
arm in arm,
just you and me.
©…and the Clock Struck Twelve 17.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
The face of a W & H Sch grandfather clock at the Marines’ Memorial Hotel in San Francisco. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Basho
12 Thursday Sep 2013
Posted by Worldly Winds | Filed under Poetry
Happenstance
05 Thursday Sep 2013
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, butterflies, grief, happenstance, longing, loss, memories, moonbeams, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
So what perchance
made you like her,
with rainbow shoes
and butterfly hair,
gold treacle voice
and moonbeam eyes;
was it a plan, or
happenstance?
© Happenstance 05.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Butterfly flying free from cupped hands (Photo credit: Beverly & Pack)
Worldly Winds 