A day in the life of…. musings, mutterings and general life observations

Murmuration

11 Sunday Mar 2018

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, birds, murmuration, starlings, Worldly Winds poetry

As I lay upon the grass

and gaze into the sky,

I see a flock of starlings

scoot and flit on by.

Starlings are a noisy bunch,

it’s true they cannot sing;

but they are, oh so graceful,

as they dance upon the wing.

As I lay upon the grass,

they swoop and glide on by.

I see a flock of starlings,

have a disco in the sky.

Murmuration 03.08.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The History Shoes

09 Sunday Apr 2017

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A pair of old slingbacks, she coveted for ages,

all shunkle and sparkle with cute kitten heels,

memories of spinning, between parent and child,

a lifetime of pavements and intricate steps,

champagne parties, bedrooms and strange chaps,

each step a memory, matured, and sublime,

they’ve travelled a journey and still –

how they shine!

The History Shoes – March 2017

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit : https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/622059767250473435/

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Soldier On

28 Sunday Aug 2016

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, humour, man flu, poetry, soldier on, summer cold, writing, Yorkshire poet

Oh dear… I seem to have a summer cold! How does that happen? Only one thing for it – A Duvet Day! I thought I would share this golden oldie, it always makes me smile!

Farewell cruel world,

I’m leaving you,

it’s not a cold,

I’ve got the ‘flu.

It may well be,

my final breath,

my nose is red,

I feel like death.

Please don’t mourn,

when I am gone,

go on without me…

soldier on!

© Soldier On… 03.11.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit : http://9laughs.com/go-on-without-me/

Over the Hill

26 Monday Oct 2015

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Counting Magpies, Counting Magpies Alex, Counting Magpies Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Counting Magpies Anthology, Whitby, Yorkshire poet

Hello!!

I had a fabulous birthday. I spent the day in Whitby, ate lunch overlooking the harbour, went on a Captain Cook ship adventure, and was generally treated like a Queen for the day. This being 50 is turning out to be fun after all!

Thank you so much for all the kind, ‘likes’ and birthday wishes – you are a great bunch!! I thought I would share a few pictures of my half centenary day!!

Have you had chance to download a copy of my latest anthology, ‘Counting Magpies’? The link is below – Click on the book cover and it will take you to the amazon page 🙂

Waiting For Morning to Come

26 Sunday Apr 2015

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, insomnia, napowrimo, poetry, sleep, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet

The chastising tut

of the petulant clock

as I’m waiting

for morning to come

I stifle a yawn

in the hours before dawn

as I’m waiting

for morning to come

My pillow concrete

as my dreams beat retreat

and I’m waiting

for morning to come

Inky, stifling, air

at the ceiling I stare

and I’m waiting

for morning to come

I long for the sun

and this night to be done

as I’m waiting

for morning to come

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Picture Credit:https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/378232068678428281/

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Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?

01 Wednesday Apr 2015

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, dance, Five Rhythms Dance, habits, NaPoWriMo15, Self View

Oh dear what can the matter be?

I let go of an old self view today,

It was there so long, it became just a habit to me,

I didn’t even know it was there.

First I kicked off my slippers, and took off my cardigan,

Removed my glasses, and put it on top of them,

Started to dance to the sound of five rhythms,

It felt like I floated on air!

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 01.04.2015

Photo Credit: www.substation.org

Lily

01 Saturday Nov 2014

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Lily, housework, Lily, love, Mother, mundanity, pain, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet

I kick the dishwasher door shut

with my right foot.

Slam the mugs into their rightful place

without a backward glance,

click the washer onto spin.

Will it never end?

Then…

pulled up short,

a though occurs;

one day there will be no pots to wash,

no clothes to be done,

for you will be gone.

I fondly caress your fleece

slung carelessly across the chair,

and remove your work bag from the table –

to reveal the lily head, squashed,

beheaded, and hidden,

under mundanity

of housework.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit: JamesDeMers Pixabay

WoMan Flu

21 Monday Oct 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Common cold, head cold, hot toddy, humour, Influenza, Olbas Oil, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Vicks, Yorkshire poet

Just to let everyone know – my woman flu has finally cleared up! I just thought I’d share this silly poem for fun – thank you for all the well wishes 🙂

A poet with a head cold

is not so good to see

fuelled by Olbas and by Vicks

tissues to fell a tree

Cannot think of words to write

has lost their sense of meter

rhymes won’t work and sPeLing’s gone

it could be writ much neater

My brain’s contracted that’s 4 sure

and poems just turn out grotty

So I’ll just snuggle in my bed

and knock back ten hot toddies

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Image of a container of Vicks VapoRub (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Fledglings

05 Sunday May 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, empty nest, empty nest syndrome, growing up, heartbreak, leaving home, loss, love, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

The nest a cold tomb,

my heavy heart a hollow stone,

my chicks have all flown.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Moorhen Nest and Chicks On the Serpentine Lake at Hardwick Hall. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A Walk in the Park

13 Saturday Apr 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, April showers, municipal park, park, poetry, rain, rainbow, UK poet, walk, walking, Weather, Yorkshire poet

Winding grey path

municipal park,

misty rain mizzle

and clouds so dark.

People rush –

a random dog barks,

children still play,

oh what larks!

Raindrops thicken

to leave their mark,

but oh the sun!

invites the arc,

such April showers,

in a municipal park.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Hillsborough Park, Hillsborough (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Category Archives: Daily life

Murmuration

The History Shoes

Soldier On

Over the Hill

Waiting For Morning to Come

Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?

Lily

WoMan Flu

Fledglings

A Walk in the Park

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