Silhouettes and Soliloquies

23 Sunday Mar 2014

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, memories, pain, poetry, sorrow, soul, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

I’m hiding in the shadows,

it’s where I long to be,

drifting into dreamscapes,

singing sad soliloquies.

I have my other life, you see?

I’ve lived it since a child;

It’s not quite real – that I know,

but I’ve lived it for a while.

The daytime is the hardest,

a cruel life chased by death;

but night time is so easy,

sleep brings immortal breath.

What’s real, what’s not?

Well who’s to say?

Each one its own delusion,

by night the moon –

by day the sun –

each life is an illusion.

Shadows play upon my mind,

ghosts welcome setting sun;

silhouettes of dreams gone by

half-lives, loves-lived, undone.

So let me go, and leave me be,

to live each night anew.

I’ll sing my sweet soliloquies,

while dreams bring me to you.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Eerie Cold (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Are You a Ghost?

01 Monday Jul 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, circumstance, heartbreak, longing, loss, memory, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Are you a ghost?

Taunting my memories
possessed by
a thought
fleeting
shadow
lurking
in the corner
of my heart
haunted by
circumstances

Dublin

17 Monday Jun 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, Dublin, Dublin City, Grafton Street, grief, heartbreak, Ireland, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, pain, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Apologies for my lack of presence – I am very busy with work and a room refurb – I hope to be back soon!! Watch this space!

In the interim time, another oldie – one of my readers reminded me of this poem, it is one of my favourites!

I never went to Dublin,

or strolled along the shore.

I never walked on Grafton Street,

or wore the pearls you swore.

I never came to visit you,

and relive bygone days;

to welcome ghosts that haunted me,

or weep upon your grave.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Grafton Street (Photo credit: National Library of Ireland on The Commons)

Silence

01 Friday Mar 2013

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communication, poetry, silence, Uk poetry, waiting, waiting and longing, Yorkshire poet

Not a word,

not a word,

you do not grace me,

within, without,

I wait,

with sullen pout.

My fate,

my fate,

How can it be?

So silently;

you give me,

not a thought,

not a thought.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Silence (Photo credit: requiemm)

Bohemian

02 Saturday Feb 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, ambience, barista, bohemian, classical guitar, longing, loss, memories, muse, poetry, snow, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

I sip my tea

In the cafe bar

He sits and picks

Classical guitar

Snow flutters down

Ambience imbued

Johan Sebastian

As the barista brews

Behind the pillar

I sit and muse

Of times gone by

And heart beats used

I solitary sit

In the cafe bar

He sits and strums

Classical guitar

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Classical Head by Pablo Picasso (Photo credit: cliff1066™)

Beyond Cinderella

01 Friday Feb 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Cinderella, fairytale, heartbreak, love, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

As she whispers to herself,

her shouts become shadows,

and heartbeats chime thirteen;

the pain in her chest is not surpassed,

by the memory of just before midnight.

Why did she stay? When all about said,

run, flee, escape, (or) you’ll rue the day.

Holding a bouquet of disdain,

she will mourn the bride,

and hide the pain.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Illustration for Charles Perrault’s Cinderella from Histoires ou Contes du Temps passé: Les Contes de ma Mère l’Oye(1697). Gustave Doré’s illustrations appear in an 1867 edition

Of what do I Dream?

20 Sunday Jan 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cottage, Derbyshire, Peak District, poetry, retreat, solitary, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire, Yorkshire poet

Of what do I dream?

I dream of the Peaks,

a cosy warm cottage,

for solitary weeks.

A welcoming hearth,

and an open fire,

somewhere to sit,

and dream of the ‘shire.

A handsome oak bureau,

where I sit and write,

with an old lattice window,

to gaze at the night.

An old chiming clock,

to signal the end,

and an old scruffy dog,

as my one faithful friend.

Of what do I dream?

I dream of the Peaks,

a cosy warm cottage,

for solitary weeks

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Dare You!

18 Friday Jan 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, daring, hope, longing, loss, love, poetry

Dare you stroll

down Memory Lane?

Can you step out

with me?

I will,

if you will.

Will you walk

into the unknown?

I will,

if you will.

Dare you take a leap

of faith?

I will,

if you will.

Would you fall,

head over heels?

I will,

if you will.

Say I love you?

I will,

will you?

Dare you!

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

My Love (Photo credit: Jennuine Captures)

Eternal Flame

02 Wednesday Jan 2013

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, memories, poetry

Cremate me in your

fires of passion,

burn my soul

indelibly,

memories will

a story fashion,

of how we

loved,

and used

to be.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Passion (Photo credit: -RejiK)

Love Stories

31 Monday Dec 2012

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, arc, daemons, dreams, heartbreak, longing, loss, Love stories, moonbeams, poetry, rainbow, shooting stars, waltz, writing

The greatest love story,

never told,

needn’t be,

the ones of old.

Living in lands,

cloaked with dreams,

where archetypes rule,

and tears become streams.

When day becomes night,

and Knights rule of old,

where the greatest love stories,

are never told.

Pick up a pen,

and brandish your sword,

battle your daemons,

and pen your words,

look to your heart,

for stories held close,

let the midnight ink glisten –

stars dancing with ghosts.

May rainbows arc brightly

and clouds cloak bad dreams,

shooting stars sparkle,

and waltz with moonbeams.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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Category Archives: Waiting and Longing

Silhouettes and Soliloquies

Are You a Ghost?

Dublin

Silence

Bohemian

Beyond Cinderella

Of what do I Dream?

Dare You!

Eternal Flame

Love Stories

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