30 Thursday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, muse, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
Melodious mantra
Mellifluous muse
Macarism misconstrued
© Muse 31.12.12
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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29 Wednesday Apr 2015
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Abandoned Angel, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heroines, misplaced, muse, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
Abandoned angels and displaced heroines,
wander this barren land;
perchance you’ll maybe come upon one,
travelling, book clasped, within pale hand.
When first glanced, you will know –
bewildered look upon their face,
complexion pallid, tousled hair,
delicate expression, looks, out of place.
To live within such modern times,
misplaced in space, and wrong dimension,
just biding time, and yearning for,
repatriation beyond ascension.
From classic novels and epic screens,
you’ll see them all, or so it seems,
just waiting, biding, patiently,
for a return from false sanctuary,
to fall within reel, or parchment pages,
from a long forgotten century.
© Abandoned Angels 13.10.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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14 Tuesday Apr 2015
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You ask –
Am I alright?
Yes I am!
When I am not okay,
or have something to say,
I write poetry.
When I am free –
I breathe.
© Poet 06.10.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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10 Friday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, muse, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
I fall into bed
at half past two,
drunk on poetry,
duvet askew,
spewing sonnets,
of I love you’s,
my life, my muse,
poetic views.
© Intoxication 10.04.2015
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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03 Friday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, death, loneliness, longing, love
When you left,
you took us all with you,
the old, the young,
the Saints and the Sinners.
A gaping chasm,
left in your wake.
Three decades of grief,
the tides of loss,
your fall from grace,
as you plummeted us all,
into oblivion.
Yet – you shine brighter,
and more fierce,
than any star,
I’ve ever seen.
© Night Star
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 03.04.15
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25 Friday Apr 2014
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, metaphysical, napowrimo, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Slowly, silently,
now the moon,
eclipses all but you,
reclining in serendipity’s arms,
as diamonds glinting
eyes of stars,
fledglings nesting
in my heart,
and nought can
sever souls
apart
Serendipity 04.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
20 Sunday Apr 2014
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, longing, loss, napowrimo, Nobody's Girl, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
and she sits waiting
watching the world
and she sits waiting
nobody’s girl
passers-by pass her by
crying inside
and she sits waiting
unnoticed
onlookers look on
dying inside
and she sits waiting
overlooked
Sight seers don’t see her
as she looks over
and she sits waiting
unseen
and she sits waiting
watching the world
and she sits waiting
nobody’s girl
© Nobody’s Girl 20.04.14
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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10 Thursday Apr 2014
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She wears her poetry in her hair,
and her bare stocking feet.
Blue nicotine stained nails
show her terminal habit;
cold cobalt bitten lips
where pen has split,
bleeds into her skin,
just as her words,
bleed through,
her muse.
© Kate 10.04.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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02 Wednesday Apr 2014
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Aether, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Aquilo, Arianrod, dreams, metaphysical, Metaphysical poetry, napowrimo, Nereides, poetry, Sirens, soul, stars, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
Of what do I dream,
when I close my eyes?
I dream of the sea
and the star filled skies.
From constellations above
I would fashion a crown;
a cloak from the sea
matches my moonbeam gown.
I roam in the heavens
with Arianrod and Aether.
I swim in the oceans
with Nereides beneath.
With heartbroken Sirens,
sing laments to the seas.
With Aquilo the wind
I sing songs in the breeze.
When I close my eyes,
to this earth I’m not bound.
Neither time nor dimension
can tie this soul down.
© Dreams 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Nereides, 1902 by Gaston Bussière (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
14 Tuesday Jan 2014
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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
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Worldly Winds 