Misty, milky, windowpane,
I draw your face,
and write your name,
an upturned smile,
two eyes as dots,
it’s been a while,
I love you lots!
© Smiley 22.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: A smiley face (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
03 Sunday Feb 2019
Posted Poetry
inMisty, milky, windowpane,
I draw your face,
and write your name,
an upturned smile,
two eyes as dots,
it’s been a while,
I love you lots!
© Smiley 22.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: A smiley face (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
24 Thursday Jan 2019
Posted Poetry
inI am doing this for you,
and for those who never made it,
those who fell by the wayside,
and those who simply gave up.
I am doing this for you,
so I can hold your hand
and be a bigger vessel,
to hold the pain and tears.
I am doing this for you,
to be the one gone forth,
because by doing it for you,
I am doing it for myself too.
© I am doing this for you II 09.04.2015
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo credit: https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/97320041923123290/
23 Wednesday Jan 2019
Posted Poetry
inMatchmaker 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)
20 Sunday Jan 2019
Posted Poetry
inFor my mum, 14 years gone.
It’s been ten years long,
since you passed away,
and then you decided,
you’d come to stay.
I was shocked,
when I saw you;
you know,
I adore you.
You never announced,
you’d arrive today,
you bounced straight in,
in your usual way,
announced to me,
you’d come to stay,
gave me a start,
unpacked your bags
and moved into my heart.
© Mother Came to Stay 08.04.2015
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit: https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/39547302953922258/
05 Saturday Jan 2019
Posted Poetry
in04 Friday Jan 2019
Posted Poetry
in31 Monday Dec 2018
Posted Poetry
inFrom a writer’s point of view here are my top 9 pics of 2018.
May 2019 bring health, happiness and love. Thank you for following Worldly Winds Poetry. Much love 💚💚
24 Monday Dec 2018
Posted Poetry
inWishing you all a very merry Christmas. Hope 2019 brings you a safe, happy, healthy New Year for you and yours xxxxx
08 Saturday Dec 2018
Posted Poetry
inIt is a stormy night, and I have just driven home over the Woodhead Pass – one of the inspirations for this poem. It seemed apt to repost.
I remember the daily grind through the Peaks;
from Hillsborough to hospice.
Morphine induced twilight hours,
brittle brown heather hair,
cascading watery cataracts,
crashing, weeping, winding.
I know each bend like the veins in my hand;
the outcrops and falling rocks.
Spray from the lorries,
thrown up, muddy teardrops,
sliding down the windscreen,
breaking limits, breaking hearts.
This is the road to hell.
© Death of a Minor 24.05.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo credit : photo credit: <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/romeo66/2101025633/”>Romeo66</a> via <a href=”http://photopin.com”>photopin</a> <a href=”http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/”>cc</a>
24 Saturday Nov 2018
Posted Poetry
inOhhh I remember it so clearly!
They called you ‘big Dot’,
and I was ‘little Dot’,
you hated that.
Remember when,
on Christmas Eve,
chickenpox struck
with great malaise?
Granddad came to visit me,
and how he laughed,
and how he teased,
‘spotty Dotty’, he would say.
Remember the day, he came to play,
in his best green polka dot shirt?
‘Who’s spotty now?’
I shouted out loud.
You hit me,
it hurt.
© Dorothy 14.11.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm