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Slowly but surely little tadpoles are emerging!
18 Tuesday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Nature, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Free Spirit, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, loneliness, nature, poetry, Worldly Winds poetry
I am a free spirit –
I go where the North winds take me,
whilst the restless dried leaves tumble and fall,
the bitter breeze blows,
calling them.
I am in no man’s land –
free as the mountain streams,
following gravity’s pull to conditionality,
quietly seeping to the core,
deep down, calcified,
no one knows me,
no one owns me,
being a free spirit,
is lonely.
Free Spirit by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
Picture Credit: https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/296956169167530900/
28 Tuesday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Haiku, napowrimo, poetry, Seagulls, UK poet, Uk poetry, Western Haiku, writing, Yorkshire poet
Circling seagulls soulfully
Singing sea shanties
Sorrowfully surf sea-shores
© Seagulls 05.09.2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit:https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/408209153696784844/
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20 Monday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm Homecoming, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Geese, Homecoming, migrating, napowrimo, nature, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
The geese flew northward home,
as the rains came down and quenched the ground,
and the winds bemoaned a lullaby.
The trees bowed down their lofty tops,
and the sunburned leaves fandango farewell,
as the geese flew northward home.
The rivers rushed down to greet them,
and the curlews cried and cheered them on,
as the geese flew northward home.
Ticker tape leaves lay out a parade,
with a carpet of clouds to hasten their way,
as the geese flew northward home.
They squadroned a skein of formations,
and the currents caressed their wings,
The brown and black Peaks, to match their beaks,
as they flew northwards home.
© Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 2015
Picture credit:https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/460985711831792188/
05 Sunday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, napowrimo, NaPoWriMo15, nature, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
sun is dawning
and a new day forming
I see the brightness in the sky
let me hope this morning glory
swiftly brings me to my lover’s side
© Morning Glory 05.04.15
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo Credit: Pinterest http://www.hear2heal.com/whats-the-story-fine-art-photograph-morning-glory-sindi-short-p-3606.html
06 Sunday Apr 2014
whirligig washing line
purple pegs on parade
budding Bob blowing in the breeze
spring garden limes and greens
tilted table bows to the birds
solitary snail discarded
sparrows chirrup
regardless
Spring Garden 06.04.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
(Budding Bob is our apple tree in the corner – so named by my son because you bob for apples!)
10 Monday Mar 2014
Matchmaker trees,
trunks of knobbly knees,
arthritic twigs,
that creak in the breeze.
A splutter of leaves,
yellowed nicotine trees,
the breath of a smoker,
lets out a wheeze.
We’re dying, they weep,
as autumn does creep,
within crispy veins,
as they lay down to sleep.
© Trees 28.09.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Ash Tree in Fall (Photo credit: hz536n/George Thomas)
18 Saturday Jan 2014
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cooling towers, Cuthbert Bank, Homer, homing pigeon, pigeon, pigeon loft, pigeon racing, poetry, Sheffield, Sky Edge, squab, steel industry, Steelers, UK poet, Uk poetry, working class, Yorkshire, Yorkshire poet
Ringing the changes supplementing slave wages,
falling down sheds mark an era that’s dead.
Working class men with a tab and a pint,
punching the clock as their bird takes flight.
Banding and tagging the old boys are lagging,
as technology brings the changes to win.
Racing the homer with nothing odd to see,
squab, Ilion song as their ancestors fly free,
smoke grey flight over cooling tower industry,
rambling and racing as the voyageurs dance here.
Northern man’s soul – more than a fancier.
Loftier heights view the world of the skies edge,
new hope in full bloom dispels shadows of old gloom,
bygone Steelers nurturing tomorrow’s youth squeakers,
as they reach for the stars, in plumed aviation
Columbidae class reaches point liberation.
© Cuthbert Bank 18.01.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
21 Saturday Dec 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Bird, loner, poetry, Robin, Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, solitary, sorrow, UK poet, Uk poetry, winter, Yorkshire poet
Robin in the green,
camouflaged unseen,
always stands alone,
and in the summer gone.
Through arctic ice and snow,
you’re always there on show,
pitched on a handle’s fork,
whilst the gardener works.
Despite the bitter chill,
your sight brings festive thrill,
iconic feathered friend,
who stays ‘til winters end.
Solitary bird,
your song remains unheard,
hiding in the green,
camouflaged, unseen.
© Inner Bird 21.12.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo Credit – Rotkehlchen bird/European Robin (Erithacus rubecula) from Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany. Suomi: Punarinta (Erithacus rubecula) Rheinland-Pfalzissa Saksassa. Français : Rouge-gorge familier (Erithacus rubecula) de Rhénanie-Palatinat, en Allemagne. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 