25 Friday Apr 2014
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, metaphysical, napowrimo, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Slowly, silently,
now the moon,
eclipses all but you,
reclining in serendipity’s arms,
as diamonds glinting
eyes of stars,
fledglings nesting
in my heart,
and nought can
sever souls
apart
Serendipity 04.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
25 Friday Apr 2014
Tags
Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, heartbreak, loss, Mother, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
When you were wrenched
from me by Death,
the unceasing rain drenched
my very being;
the nights of winds wild,
unsettled my soul.
No longer a child,
your heart left a whole.
Dreams half formed and turbid,
barbed and bound with
memories coherent and vivid,
reliving the dying embers of life,
orphaned words held hostage
to overwhelming inadequacies.
Reviling flames of rage,
and the significance of
the underlying situation;
a futile recreation.
© Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 2013
