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Ode to my Sons

17 Saturday May 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Humour, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poet, Derbyshire poetry, humour, Mother, Mum, poetry, teenagers, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

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The toilet is a clever thing

with a lid, most like a door;

so please don’t wee upon the seat

or pee upon the floor!

 

Microwave or cooker,

it really matters not,

this magical flamboyance

will make your meals get hot.

 

Dishwashers are quite practical,

they clean pots ’til they gleam.

No clever sleight or trick to it,

just put the damn things in!

 

Crockery, pots and cutlery,

are aids to keep you fed,

they aren’t for decoration,

don’t put them under your bed!

 

Food is quite sensational,

groovy in every way;

but when I go out shopping

don’t eat it in a day.

 

Clothes are sneaky demons,

they hide and split and breed,

but when they are all dirty

please put them in the machine.

 

Doors really are quite functional

they keep out draft and cold

and if you are from Derbyshire,

we say * ‘put wood in t’hole!’

 

The dog is cute, the dog is cool,

on this I must agree;

get of your arse, once in a while,

and take him for a wee.

 

I am your Mum – pink is my colour,

pink means it is MY stuff,

from ipod, pens to scarf and socks,

just keep your damn hands off!

 

*Put wood in t’hole (put the wood in the hole) Derbyshire saying meaning – shut the door!!!

 

© Ode to my Sons 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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Victory

04 Sunday May 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, betting, poetry, poverty, UK poet, Uk poetry, Victory, Yorkshire poet

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I saw an old man

dance a jig,

with betting slip,

waved as his flag.

 

With tombstone teeth

and nicotine nails,

long matted hair

and yellow wolf eyes.

 

His dirty clothes,

shone black with smoke,

his fragrance that of

proudest poverty.

 

I saw an old man

dance a jig today,

clutching victory,

by the betting shop door.

 

 

© Victory 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Russel-Morgan Print of a Tramp smoking cigar with cane over arm (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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NaPoWriMo14 The End?

01 Thursday May 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Publications

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Alex Carr-Malcolm anthology, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Magpies, napowrimo, new anthology, new publication, poetry, publi, Tipping Sheep (the right way), UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

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Wow – now that NaPoWriMo14 is at an end I’m feeling a little bereft!

I would like to say a big thank you to everyone who dropped by, read, liked, or left comments. I am stunned to see that my views have now shot up to over 30,800, so thanks everyone for visiting and supporting my page, it is very much appreciated.

I have had a great month visiting the sites of other writers and poets, which has truly entertained and inspired me 🙂

What next?

I will be working on the editing of my second anthology (the clue is in the picture). I have lots of work to sort through to decide which poems make it to the book, and which ones get the chop – never an easy decision! So… if all goes quiet, you will know I am busy wading through poems and consuming copious amounts of biscuits and tea, my sanity kept intact by having my ipod on shuffle.

I will be dropping by from time to time – wish me luck – see you on the other side!

 

Alex 🙂

 

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Calculating Cuddles

30 Wednesday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, humour, mathematical equations, mathematics, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

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Cuddling you,

is like a mathematical equation.

All elbows and angles,

spoonerisms and square brackets.

Just as a

parent he sis-

te-math-ically

square routes,

and exponentially

asterisks the mattress,

to become algebra

beyond my comprehension;

yet squared and integrated,

your obtuse, hypotenuse,

is surely a sine

that we can tessellate,

calculate and co-ordinate,

affirmative action,

and solve

an alternative angle,

between curves.

The geometry of

cardinal em-braces,

satisfies the

conjugated,

conjugal,

bed.

 

© Calculating Cuddles 05.04.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Grand Challenge Equations: San Diego Supercomputer Center (Photo credit: dullhunk)

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La Danse de la Mort

27 Sunday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dance of the dead, dance with the devil, naive, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, winter, Yorkshire poet

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And ‘though you didn’t know it,

whilst young and naive,

you danced with the devil,

on that snowy winter’s eve.

 

You may ask how I know this,

as we danced ‘round the hall,

for whilst he lay sleeping,

‘twas I stole his soul.

 

As it all becomes clearer,

‘twas I that was naive,

as you danced with the devil,

on that cold February’s eve.

 

© La Danse de la Mort 06.10.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Rhythm, a sequence in time repeated, featured in dance: an early moving picture demonstrates the waltz. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Hazelhurst

27 Sunday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Childhood Memories, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, childhood home, memories, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

hazlehurst

 

 

 

 

 

 

I could never live,

in a red brick house,

with frilly nets,

that pucker and flounce.

 

With rooms so square,

shaped like a box;

oh no! not me,

give me stone and rocks.

 

Victorian aged,

with features so old

flag stone floors,

that strike up the cold.

 

Stone inglenook fires,

glowing embers and coal,

black basalt hearth,

to bear my soles.

 

Mullioned windows,

shutters and sash,

transom light, stained,

carved fine mountain ash.

 

A long sweeping drive,

to a panelled oak door,

proud portico porch,

chequerboard floor.

 

Orchard and lawns,

domed topiary box,

walled kitchen garden,

growing herbs, veg, and stocks.

 

That’s my dream house,

from my sepia past,

how I long to be there,

and remain everlast.

 

 

© Hazelhurst 04.12.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

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Watch “Distant Lands: Gav Roberts – Spitting in the Steel” on YouTube

26 Saturday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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One of my favourite spoken word poets. I love this one 🙂

 

 

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Serendipity

25 Friday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds 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

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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

 

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Orphan

25 Friday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, heartbreak, loss, Mother, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

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When you were wrenched
from me by Death,
the unceasing rain drenched
my very being;
the nights of winds wild,
unsettled my soul.
No longer a child,
your heart left a whole.
Dreams half formed and turbid,
barbed and bound with
memories coherent and vivid,
reliving the dying embers of life,
orphaned words held hostage
to overwhelming inadequacies.
Reviling flames of rage,
and the significance of
the underlying situation;
a futile recreation.

© Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 2013

 

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Violets

22 Tuesday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, domestic abuse, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, violets, Yorkshire poet

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His pint glass half empty,

he’s nursing the blues;

always bitter, never mild,

flat cap and scuffed shoes.

 

She hoovers the house,

with stars in her hair,

sings to her muse,

thanks god he’s not there.

 

As he sits in the pub,

nursing his woes,

the footy is lost,

as the last whistle blows.

 

In her Primarni dress,

she scrubs hard the floor,

heart in her mouth,

dreads the key in the door.

 

He shuffles on home,

with her heart in his boots,

a belly of beer,

and a loin full of fruit.

 

She accepts his gift,

with the grace of a Queen,

a necklace of violets,

blacks, blues, and greens.

 

He broods and he dreams,

cultivating his grudge;

she’s stolen his youth,

this old, plain, drudge.

 

She lies stock-still

as the stars in the air.

He can no longer hurt,

what is no longer there.

 

© Violets 27.03.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Violets by the coast path This year seems to have been particularly good for violets. This is part of a bank also scattered with lesser celandine. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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