Silhouettes and Soliloquies

23 Sunday Mar 2014

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, memories, pain, poetry, sorrow, soul, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

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.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Eerie Cold (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Black Rose

16 Sunday Mar 2014

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

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Alex Carr-Malcolm Black Rose, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Black Rose, death, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, muse, pain, petals, poetry, Rose, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

The last of the summer rays

blush gently on my cheek.

Tears fall like dew from the morning rose.

The flower blossoms,

the flower blooms.

Slowly it fades

as petals fall

one by one

the spirit

is gone.

I wear my heart upon my sleeve,

I also wear my rose.

Both are there for you to see.

The flower blossoms,

the flower blooms.

Slowly it fades

as petals fall

one by one

the spirit

is gone.

The last rose of summer cries.

The heart beats deathly slow.

The sun has set beneath the skies.

The flower blossoms,

the flower blooms.

Slowly it fades

as petals fall

one by one

the spirit

is gone.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

black rose 1 (Photo credit: Melinda Taber)

Paramour

11 Tuesday Mar 2014

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

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heart, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, paramour, poetry, tears, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

Within my mind I see your face,

still haunted by the sound of your laughter,

recalling the warmth of your sweet embrace.

All these I carry within my heart.

See my head turn as I hear your name,

watch my heart break when you touch my dreams,

the tears that burn with the memory pain.

All these I carry within my heart.

My lovely, lovely, paramour.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Moonlight and Madness

14 Tuesday Jan 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Loss, Muse, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, archetype, insanity, longing, loss, madness, moon, poet, poetry, Sea, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

mercury moon madness

diurnal tide sadness

solitary soul cottage

penning poet’s pottage

quill warrior wordsmith

archetypal Queen or myth?

©Moonlight and Madness 14.01.2014

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit – Member name Geralt – http://pixabay.com/en/tree-kahl-moon-human-group-66465/

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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Happenstance

05 Thursday Sep 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Loss, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, butterflies, grief, happenstance, longing, loss, memories, moonbeams, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

So what perchance

made you like her,

with rainbow shoes

and butterfly hair,

gold treacle voice

and moonbeam eyes;

was it a plan, or

happenstance?

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Butterfly flying free from cupped hands (Photo credit: Beverly & Pack)

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)