Sybarites

28 Monday Oct 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Grief, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Muse, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, anonimity, cry, heartbreak, longing, loss, moon, muse, poetry, stars, Sybarite, teardrops, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

Veiled in anonymity,

hidden from the world to see,

living out my life I’m never known.

Feeling that I don’t belong;

you all sing a different song,

quietly I slip on by unseen.

As the moon its teardrops cry,

each a star lights up the sky,

as it hears my heartbreak every night.

One day though I will belong,

you will hear my siren’s song,

ring throughout the universe unbound.

Until then I’m here to stay,

writing with my words I play,

poets sybarite will haunt my heart.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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Galahad

18 Wednesday Sep 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, Humour, Love, Poetry

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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

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Lady Godiva by John Collier, c. 1897, Herbert Art Gallery and Museum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

…and the Clock Struck Twelve

14 Saturday Sep 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Childhood Memories, Grief, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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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)

My Libertine

04 Sunday Aug 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Anger, Heartbreak, Loss, Love, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Cupid, Eros, heartbreak, Libertine, love, poetry, UK poet, Valentino, Villain, Yorkshire poet

Oh man of mystery,

you are not,

a libertine

in a chaser shot.

A twirling rake

in a black top hat,

a villainous snake,

and a lovelorn rat.

Valentino

would’ve wept,

void of dreams,

whilst you slept.

Cupid screams,

words too blue,

as Eros flees,

from the sight of you.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: A stereotypical caricature of a villain (i.e. generic melodrama villain stock character, with handlebar moustache and black top-hat). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Remembering

28 Friday Jun 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Grief, Heartbreak, Loss, Love, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, Mother, Mum, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

The scent of your clothes

the dazzle of a diamond

it was all yours

and I never

was a part

of you

But since you have gone

these eight years short

Indian summers

and I never

am apart

from

you

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

In remembrance of my Mother who died eight years ago. Still in my heart and thoughts every day ❤

Dublin

17 Monday Jun 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, Poetry, Waiting and Longing

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, Dublin, Dublin City, Grafton Street, grief, heartbreak, Ireland, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, pain, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Apologies for my lack of presence – I am very busy with work and a room refurb – I hope to be back soon!! Watch this space!

In the interim time, another oldie – one of my readers reminded me of this poem, it is one of my favourites!

I never went to Dublin,

or strolled along the shore.

I never walked on Grafton Street,

or wore the pearls you swore.

I never came to visit you,

and relive bygone days;

to welcome ghosts that haunted me,

or weep upon your grave.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Grafton Street (Photo credit: National Library of Ireland on The Commons)

Juliet’s Blight

18 Saturday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, loss, love, memories, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet

Holograph clouds

hang in a

blue riband sky

splintered memories

scudding fly

clear cobalt mind

troubled by

those left behind

cogitating

precipitating

Indian summers

that never come

loves lived and lost

but never won

twilight transcends

stargazing nights

Juliet’s blight

heartbreak

crowns

the

air

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Juliet (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Lost Property

11 Saturday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heart, heartbreak, lost property, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Abandoned in lost property,

heart’s custodian

labelled – return to sender.

Lost Property 11.05.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Red Cross Parcel (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Finale

18 Thursday Apr 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Loss, Love, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, last love song, longing, loss, love, poetry, separation, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

I wonder if you think of me

and of things we used to do,

of all the times we laughed and cried;

this is my last love song to you.

I wanted to hold your heart someday

and stroll on sunset shores,

I’ve dreamed of resting in your arms,

whilst watching shooting stars.

It feels much like a lifetime,

that I’ve waited ‘round for you;

I’ve hung on every meagre word,

with tear stained eyes wet through.

You’ve held my heart within a vice

of neglect and nonchalance,

I’ve watched you from a distance,

did you think of me – just once?

I’m moving on and leaving you

back in the past where you should be,

this is my very last love song,

to a distant, cautious memory.

You’re not a man of mystery,

a lover, nor a friend,

you have no right to break my heart,

but I’ll love you ‘til the end.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Two candles in love. The flame is inverted heart shape. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hope

16 Tuesday Apr 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Deep Stuff!, Grief, Heartbreak, Loss, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, heartbreak, loss, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

When you sipped champagne,

to celebrate the slipping of your life,

what did I have?

He was a chancer,

Romancer,

much the same as you.

I did it on my own,

no help,

no love,

Just me,

and a will to survive,

to feel alive,

and to hope.

Sometimes,

all we have,

hope.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Worldly Winds

~ It's not easy being me!

Category Archives: Heartbreak

Sybarites

Galahad

…and the Clock Struck Twelve

My Libertine

Remembering

Dublin

Juliet’s Blight

Lost Property

Finale

Hope

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