Lost Property
11 Saturday May 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Poetry
11 Saturday May 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Poetry
05 Sunday May 2013
Posted in Daily life, Loss, Poetry
04 Saturday May 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, moon, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
03 Friday May 2013
Posted in Anger, Deep Stuff!, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, celebrity, false refuge, poetry, UK poet, worship, writing, Yorkshire poet
Leave
the Kings in their Kingdoms
and the Emperors in their Empires
Bring
the Poets and their portents
to the realms of desire
Scorn prophetic Prophets
with their commanding ire
Sing
jubilation for the mundane Messiah
and courting Celebrity
Mankind misfires
© Acolyte 02.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Engraving of Ann Eliza Bleecker, a socialite and noted poet of New York, United States during the 18th century (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
02 Thursday May 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, dying, fear, hell, insomnia, pain, poetry, sleep, sorrow, soul, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
Slowly, slowly, creeps the dawn,
with monstrous shapes,
and shifting form,
‘tween death and sleep,
my soul doeth lie,
this never world,
where hope does die.
Alas my sense,
it leaves me cold,
splintered spine,
as I’ve grown old
and weary of
this mortal world,
a waiting hell,
backdrop
unfurled.
The antidote
to death
is sleep –
where
Daemons
sneer, and
angels
weep.
© Hades 02.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Hades. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
23 Tuesday Apr 2013
Posted in Poetry
I know my flaws,
so, hold your tongue,
do not hector,
at my wrongs.
I am aware,
my gentle meekness,
can be mistook,
as greatest weakness.
Peck at me,
just like a worm,
but watch your back,
as tables turn.
What you give out,
receive thrice fold,
this old folk lore,
has been foretold.
© Fool’s Gold 23.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Full Moon over Margarita (Photo credit: bilbord99)
22 Monday Apr 2013
19 Friday Apr 2013
I’m off on retreat for the weekend! Yay!
See you all when I return 🙂
It is finally here!!
Here is your opportunity to buy my first anthology – Tipping Sheep (the right way)
It is as ‘cheap as chips’ – well… as cheap as an Easter Egg – Go on treat yourself!!
(The Kindle version is still in progress – I will paste the links for the e-book version soon. Apologies for the delay in this – I am struggling with this one a bit!!)
‘Tipping Sheep (the right way)’ is the first anthology from new author Alexandra Carr-Malcolm. This is an intriguing compilation of poems, spanning over a ten year period of collected works. ‘Tipping Sheep’ will take you on a journey of highs and lows, exploring life, death, and many aspects of the human predicament. From the depths of ‘Bittersweet’ despair, to the humour of ‘Tipping Sheep’ and the musing of ‘Knitting Couplets’. Alex has a unique style of word play and…
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18 Thursday Apr 2013
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Loss, Love, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, last love song, longing, loss, love, poetry, separation, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
I wonder if you think of me
and of things we used to do,
of all the times we laughed and cried;
this is my last love song to you.
I wanted to hold your heart someday
and stroll on sunset shores,
I’ve dreamed of resting in your arms,
whilst watching shooting stars.
It feels much like a lifetime,
that I’ve waited ‘round for you;
I’ve hung on every meagre word,
with tear stained eyes wet through.
You’ve held my heart within a vice
of neglect and nonchalance,
I’ve watched you from a distance,
did you think of me – just once?
I’m moving on and leaving you
back in the past where you should be,
this is my very last love song,
to a distant, cautious memory.
You’re not a man of mystery,
a lover, nor a friend,
you have no right to break my heart,
but I’ll love you ‘til the end.
©Finale 18.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Two candles in love. The flame is inverted heart shape. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
17 Wednesday Apr 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, humour, muse, poems, poetry, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
I’m in a tangle
I’m in a muddle
I have two poems
mixed up in a fuddle
I cannot part them
I try but they don’t
I tease and I prune
they simply just won’t
I’ve tried all that I can
I admit that alas
they’re conjoined forever
they’re really stuck fast
© Fuddle 17.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
kittentastic (Photo credit: Alicakes*)