26 Monday Nov 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
With injured mood,
and heavy heart,
my mind does brood,
as soul departs,
from love ne’er found,
mere trickery,
of clocks o’er wound,
to life’s cruel frippery.
Nature’s folly,
plays the part,
as Venus mocks,
with thorned heart.
Hormones compound,
to taunt the soul,
where loneliness,
doeth fill the whole.
© Emptiness 26.11.12
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Venus over Witton Lakes (Photo credit: ringsofsaturnrock)
26 Monday Nov 2012
Posted in Poetry
Poisoned passion
Gooseberry green
Deceivingly disguised
Succulent strawberry
Translucent temptation
Tempestuous temptress
Romantic rhubarb
Tasting trickery
Fruity!
© Fruity 26.11.12
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
fruit (Photo credit: karen H. nickname.{ pooh})
24 Saturday Nov 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
Two ends of the spectrum,
ne’er to meet,
beauty and wisdom,
in step just like feet;
as day and by night,
or sun and full moon,
with write and what’s left,
whoever would know,
if it was for the best.
© Juxtaposition 27.10.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
night and day? (Photo credit: 2.)
22 Thursday Nov 2012
Posted in Poetry
Thank you so much Dogdaz for this special award! I am so delighted. It is even more special as Dogdaz was one of the first followers of my blog – so thank you!!
The blog of the year award is slightly different as you can collect stars each time you receive the award. There are six stars to collect.
Here are the ‘rules’
1 Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award
2 Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen – there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required – and ‘present’ them with their award.
3 Please include a link back to this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award – http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-awards/blog-of-the-year-2012-award/ and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)
4 Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award and share the ‘rules’ with them
5 You can now also join our Facebook group – click ‘like’ on this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award Facebook group and then you can share your blog with an even wider audience
6 As a winner of the award – please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award – and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…
Yes – that’s right – there are stars to collect!
Unlike other awards which you can only add to your blog once – this award is different!
When you begin you will receive the ‘1 star’ award – and every time you are given the award by another blog – you can add another star!
There are a total of 6 stars to collect.
Which means that you can check out your favourite blogs – and even if they have already been given the award by someone else – you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!
For more information check the FAQ on The Thought Palette.
Oh my word – where do I start…
I have decided to award this to the people who most inspire me and have kept up contact with me even when my blogging has been a bit thin on the ground of late!
Some of these guys and gals may not choose to accept awards, but I hope by giving them recognition for the part they have played in inspiring me – you too will come to enjoy their talents, as I have.
Once again thank you very much Dogdaz for nominating me!!
18 Sunday Nov 2012
Posted in Poetry
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Bitter sweet, bitter Suite,
you break my heart again.
I gently hold you in my arms
try not to cause you pain.
This sweetness to be with you,
to see your face once more;
to cherish just one last sweet kiss,
before death slams the door.
Oh to be with you right now
to talk and laugh again!
For focus, love and clarity –
the calm before the pain.
You hold me tight and whisper,
but death clasps tighter still;
a grip around our fragile hearts,
it’s a bitter poisoned pill.
You try to look, you try to see,
but your eyes are not the same.
Could you even see me
when I screamed out your name?
The feeling of bewilderment
as you take your last breath.
You leave in anger, not in peace,
I can’t walk with you in death
Death claimed your…
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14 Wednesday Nov 2012
Posted in Daily life, Longing & Waiting, Poetry
Stuck on a train,
delays again,
waiting’s a pain;
here comes the rain,
and I’m stuck on a train.
All that rushing in vain,
it’s always the same,
passengers complain,
as we’re stuck on the train,
watching the rain…
© We are sorry to announce… 14.11.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Isle of Wight – Steam Train (Photo credit: puritani35)
10 Saturday Nov 2012
Posted in Poetry
Lest we forget…
Eight Lilies of remembrance,
stand to mark the way.
Eight lilies, one for each of you,
respect and honour the day;
to show that I still think of you,
though that day is done,
each lily marks a bygone past,
from a lifetime that is gone.
I smell their sweet thick lily scent,
It makes me think of you;
with fondest memories in my heart,
and tears that are now few.
No longer living in my world,
It is as though you’re dead.
The lilies are memorial,
to words still left unsaid.
© Eight Lilies 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
07 Wednesday Nov 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
How can it be?
When it is not natural.
Not this way,
from the blind side.
How can it be?
Order?
When it is out of order,
out of the ordinary,
extra ordinary.
You oxymoron,
natural order.
How can it be?
© Natural Order 07.11.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo credit – Near The Sea Shore (Photo credit: Special Angels Photography (Tumbleweed))
06 Tuesday Nov 2012
Posted in Poetry
Caitlin said……
the journey on which he went
was pre-paid in many installments
of lung and kidney, arterial stricture
That huge elephantine anger went too
leaving an empty room, a birdless covert
Do malcontents settle in transit
they wondered, the beaters, the shots
such a very angled life, amazed
With shattered glass and shop dummy corpses
tide-stranded each successive equinoctial ebb
until the final exit, no staging
Woodpigeon clattered at dusk’s disturbance
coal chute rattling cellarwards
raising a black sulphurous fug of diamonds
and leaving a single descending feather of white
© Stephen P B West 2012
03 Saturday Nov 2012
Farewell cruel world,
I’m leaving you,
it’s not a cold,
I’ve got the ‘flu.
It may well be,
my final breath,
my nose is red,
I feel like death.
Please don’t mourn,
when I am gone,
go on without me…
soldier on!
© Soldier On… 03.11.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo Credit : http://9laughs.com/go-on-without-me/
Worldly Winds 