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Just thought I should let you know that I will be setting up some Facebook Live chats soon. These will take place on my Worldly Winds facebook page.
I will be chatting about books, poetry, stationery and general ramblings! It will be a fun, safe space for all. I might even set up some events where you can buy my books at mates rates!!
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In the words of a non famous poet, you have to be in it to win it, innit?!
I’m just back from a gorgeous solitary retreat in this cabin. The neighbours were rowdy but friendly – apart from the grumpy goose! I’m sure there’s a poem in that somewhere!!
My tummy feels like summer,
or a giggle just set free,
like a flitter of lairy butterflies,
or a swarm of buzzy bees.
My heart beats to the rhythm,
of girls who jump the rope,
bouncing like a bright beach ball,
shown on some Oscilloscope.
My mind spins like the waltzer,
at a gaily lit up fair.
My head is full of candy floss,
and kites that surf the air.
If I could catch the essence,
and save a jar or two,
I’d keep them in my cupboard,
for when I’m feeling blue.
© Fair Days and Foul 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
A golden oldie!
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)
Inspired by Ian McMillan’s line,
‘As though a fat cat can be used as a flotation device’
I thought I would have a go at my own version.
As though the stars were musical notes
As though a hamster could play a sax
As though her tears are the subtlest perfume
As though a Nun pole dances on a Sunday
As though a fly could open windows
As though a wasp carried a tickling stick
As though gold ingots had a soft centre
As though hands could work unsupervised
As though, at night, I could put my brain in a mug of Steradent
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
As Though April 2020
Inspired by Ian McMillan