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Category Archives: Longing & Waiting

I Wish…

05 Saturday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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artist, death, dreams, longing, love, muse, poetess, poetry, sad, Sea, stars, wish, writer

Right to the sea
I Wish….

 

I have a list of dreams to fill,

before my time is through;

although they may seem fanciful,

I wish they will come true.

 

I want to be an artist,

on the riverbank of life.

To wear a smock and sip champagne,

whilst painting with my knife.

 

I want to write a book or two –

a literary success!

A story of my coloured life,

upon the library shelf.

 

To be a renowned poetess,

publish a rhyme or two.

To find my muse in poetry,

and fall in love with you.

 

I’d like to write a sad song,

that makes the toughest weep,

to be played at all the funerals,

as the coffin is lowered deep.

 

I want to live just by the sea,

in a white house with a view

of waves that crash upon the shores,

where I could stand with you.

 

Most of all, be in your arms

and spend with you some time,

gazing at the moonlit stars,

whilst sipping white chilled wine.

 

 

© I Wish 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Right to the sea (Photo credit: christing-O-)

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Dying Days

03 Thursday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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anger, death, dying, longing, love, poetry, regret, remorse

Sun Dial
The clock is loudly ticking,

as my life ebbs away.

I wonder how I will feel,

when it becomes my day?

 

Will I be filled with remorse,

for things I never did?

Will I experience regret,

for things I never said?

 

Will I be filled with anger,

for things I didn’t do?

Because the time just slipped

away, before I even knew.

 

Will I think about you,

as I’m taking my last breath?

Will you even be there,

as I walk towards my death?

 

 

© Dying days 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Sun Dial (Photo credit: Khirol Amir)

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Silhouettes and Soliloquies

01 Tuesday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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broken, delusion, dreams, haunted, heart, heartbreak, illusion, memories, moon, nightmare, poetry, reality, shadow, shadows, silhouette, sleep, soliloquy, sun

The Eerie Cold
I’m hiding in the shadows,

it’s where I long to be,

drifting into dreamscapes,

singing sad soliloquies.

 

I have my other life, you see?

I’ve lived it since a child;

It’s not quite real – that I know,

but I’ve lived it for a while.

 

The daytime is the hardest,

a cruel life chased by death;

but night time is so easy,

sleep brings immortal breath.

 

What’s real, what’s not?

Well who’s to say?

Each one its own delusion,

by night the moon –

by day the sun –

each life is an illusion.

 

Shadows play upon my mind,

ghosts welcome setting sun;

silhouettes of dreams gone by

half-lives, loves-lived, undone.

 

So let me go, and leave me be,

to live each night anew.

I’ll sing my sweet soliloquies,

while dreams bring me to you.

 

 

© Silhouettes and Soliloquies 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Eerie Cold (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Wilderness Years

30 Monday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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butterflies, cry, Daffodils, days, death, fleeting, longing, loss, memories, migrate, Mother, mourning, Mum, poetry, tears, wilderness

A show of daffodils by the A6091 Melrose bypas...
The Wilderness Years are over,

they are with us no more;

while birds migrate for winter time,

so Death has closed the door.

 

The days were, oh, so fleeting,

like butterflies in spring.

The time we spent together

made my lonely heart sing.

 

Shared memories of daffodils,

we laughed until we cried –

we cried until our tears ran dry,

I was ever by your side.

 

How could this have happened?

How could you leave this way?

I always think about us –

and mourn you every-day.

 

© Wilderness Years 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

A show of daffodils by the A6091 Melrose bypass road These daffodils are on the northeast embankment of the A6091 near Melrose Roundabout. The verges of a 3km length of road from the roundabout to the eastern end of Melrose were planted with daffodils several years ago [562294]. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Eyes

29 Sunday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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apologise, fantasize, longing, philosophise, poetry, romance, waiting

Fantasise

and cast your eyes

over the mysteries

of your life’s long dreams

 

Philosophise

see through the lies

that tie you down

and cause you pain

 

Hypnotise

those who criticise

show them the way

that you now pave

 

Apologise

to those by your side

for our foolish ways

that caused them pain

 

Romanticise

look through rose eyes

for one true love

who will hole you close

 

© Eyes 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Apologize

Apologize (Photo credit: WolfS♡ul)

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Broken Heart

28 Saturday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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broken, death, heart, heartbreak, loss, pain, poetry, tears

Black Heart
You take my heart and rip it out

you stamp it in the ground,

then toss it in the gutter

where it cannot be found.

 

You savage, you shred it,

until you see the blood.

You cast it off and kill it

and grind it in the mud.

 

I pick it up and wrap it,

I’ll take it home to keep,

for I will not be needing it,

I’ll bury it and weep.

 

My poor heart it is broken

You’ve left it all in tatters.

You walk away and leave it,

To you it doesn’t matter.

 

© Broken Heart 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

Black Heart (Photo credit: kreg.steppe)

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Tea for Two

27 Friday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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free, heart, heartbreak, longing, love, tea, tears

Tea in a Meißen pink-rose teacup 日本語: マイセンの紅茶カップ

Look in my eyes,

tell me you care.

Tell me the truth –

If you dare.

 

Don’t look away

from me again.

I know your heart,

I see your pain.

 

I know your mind,

I see your fear;

I look away

to hide my tears.

 

One day my friend,

we may be free,

to sit and talk,

and share some tea.

 

 

© Tea for two 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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Bitter Sweet, Bitter Suite

23 Monday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry, Worldly Winds

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anger, bitter, death, heart, heartbreak, kiss, longing, loss, memories, memory, Mother, pain, tears

Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Ev...

Bitter sweet, bitter Suite,

you break my heart again.

I gently hold you in my arms

try not to cause you pain.

 

This sweetness to be with you,

to see your face once more;

to cherish just one last sweet kiss,

before death slams the door.

 

Oh to be with you right now

to talk and laugh again!

For focus, love and clarity –

the calm before the pain.

 

You hold me tight and whisper,

but death clasps tighter still;

a grip around our fragile hearts,

it’s a bitter poisoned pill.

 

You try to look, you try to see,

but your eyes are not the same.

Could you even see me

when I screamed out your name?

 

The feeling of bewilderment

as you take your last breath.

You leave in anger, not in peace,

I can’t walk with you in death

 

Death claimed your heart, and you claimed mine,

you’ve gone where I can’t follow.

You’ve left me sad and broken down;

my heart is dead and hollow.

 

Bitter sweet, bitter Suite

the feeling’s still the same.

Life and death go hand in hand,

but the memories remain.

 

© Bitter Sweet, Bitter Suite 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Everett Millais’s Ophelia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Rainbow

22 Sunday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry

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beautiful, calm, colours, force, longing, nature, rainbow, storm

A Thing of Beauty

You are as strange as a rainbow,
so rarely seen.
You seem real enough,
your bright colours gleam.
I cannot hold you,
touch you,
reach you,
I cannot find your source;
the calm after my storm,
nature with a force.
You are not solid
nor a fanciful flight,
with no use or purpose,
just a beautiful sight.

© Rainbow 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Self made rainbow, made in home garden.

Self made rainbow, made in home garden. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Tears

21 Saturday Apr 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Longing & Waiting, Poetry, Worldly Winds

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cry, diamond, farewell, Goodbye, loss, memories, memory, pain, rust, secret, tears

Teardrop on Fire

I don’t understand this situation,

too complex in secretive layers,

hidden in depths of memories,

memories we do not share.

You do not want me,

you don’t let me go.

I cannot read you,

you blow hot

and cold.

 

You left me bereft with a trail of tears,

falling like Diamonds in the dust,

dust of bygone days long gone

the Diamonds made of rust.

I have no tears to shed

For you, I have no

more tears to

cry – Good

Bye.

 

© Tears 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Teardrop on Fire (Photo credit: tj.blackwell)

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