Sun and Moon

25 Friday May 2012

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

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growing up, heartbreak, longing, loss, moon, poetry, scars, sun, sunset, waiting and longing, wax and wane

I’ve seen your face,

a thousand times,

it’s like the setting sun.

I’ve called your name,

have you called mine?

I rise and you are gone.

We are so different,

you and I,

you’re up when I am down.

You call, I run,

but where are you,

when I need a friend around?

You are the sun,

cowardly cold,

remote, aloof, and chilling.

You’ve hid in shadows,

all of my life,

acknowledgement unwilling.

I am the moon,

with passions bright,

your fire sears scars anew.

You wax and wane,

and spin my world,

‘til I don’t know what to do.

I’ve seen your face,

a thousand times,

you’re fire and I am ice.

You’ve broke my heart,

so many times –

Let go – I’ve paid the price.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: The Sun directly opposite to the moon as seen on 10 Sep 2011 (One day before the full moon day). Place: Mount St Helens, WA USA. This exemplifies that on a full moon day the earth is between the Sun and the Moon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Fair Days and Foul

24 Thursday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Humour, Love, Poetry

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butterflies, buzzy bees, candy floss, depression, essence, excitement, fairground, giggle, happiness, heart, kites, lairy, love, oscilloscope, poetry, skipping

My tummy feels like summer,

or a giggle just set free,

like a flitter of lairy butterflies,

and 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.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

A waltzer in motion. The operator walks the boards to spin the cars (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Half Light

20 Sunday May 2012

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

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Blossom, dawn, dreams, flourish, idea, poetry, rainbow, soul, sunset, thorn, writing

In dawns half-light,

half-dreams are born.

Half-shadow is where,

half-ideas start to form;

plucked from my mind,

they dance in my soul,

to blossom then flourish,

and make me feel whole.

Some like a sunset,

vibrant colours shout out,

others shy rainbows,

conditions coaxed out.

The hardest of all –

a verse like a thorn,

agitation and pain,

deliverance when drawn.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Rose (Photo credit: MartenKL)

Rain

17 Thursday May 2012

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

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April fool, love, poetry, rain, soul

The rain it comes

and does not stop,

refreshing crisp and cold.

Wash clean and cleanse,

my tired eyes,

refresh my sleepy soul.

It burns my skin,

and wakes my sense,

it’s kind, but also cruel.

Wash out the dust,

lays bare our soul,

to cleanse the April fool.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Solitary Raindrop, Hedon, East Riding of Yorkshire, England. This raindrop acted as a crude lens, focussing and inverting the trees behind it! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)