28 Tuesday Jun 2022
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13 Monday Jun 2022
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Alex Carr-Malcolm, Alex Carr-Malcolm anthology, Bowelbabe, cancerresearchuk, Challenge, worldlywindspoetry
This is a short clip of me talking about my latest Chapbook – Challenge.
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This one is dedicated to Maureen, my Aunt.
For every book sold an £1 donation will go to the bowelbabe fund – Cancer Research UK.
28 Saturday May 2022
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03 Sunday Mar 2013
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Humour, Nature, Poetry, Worldly Winds
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddhism, development, habits, lotus, mud, poetry, rebirth, spiritual death, spiritual growth, spiritual rebirth, stuck, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
The irresponsible lotus,
refused to flourish or bloom,
stuck his head
right in the mud,
and waited,
for monsoon.
He wallowed and protested,
Ostrich like – he did!
Regressed, decayed, and festered,
in ignorance he hid.
‘til one day came the sunshine,
of which he couldn’t ignore,
it beamed on him,
and warmed him,
and coaxed him from the floor.
He lifted up his stubborn head,
with squinting dusty eyes,
he blinked and stretched,
and relished it,
he felt so quite alive!
The rays of warm compassion,
a catalyst did start,
the more he grew,
the more he knew,
this was meant to be.
He blossomed and he opened,
his waxy tight bud heart,
he raised his head,
toward the sky,
and it set himself apart.
No longer dwelling,
in the mud,
irresponsibly –
the sun shone strong,
and so did he,
for all around to see.
His radiance and his beauty,
apparent majesty,
admired by all who saw him,
brought calm and clarity.
The moral of this story,
may be plain to all,
of the irresponsible lotus,
who answered nature’s call.
Please never judge a lotus,
that may be stuck in mud,
it just needs a little sunshine,
to coax open,
its heart bud.
© The Irresponsible Lotus 03.03.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Trivandrum, India (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
05 Sunday Aug 2012
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Church (Photo credit: Balaji.B)
I cry to the universe –
You decide!
Should I live,
or should I die?
It gives me an answer,
I can’t ignore;
so I pick up my pen,
and write some more.
With this decision,
comes peace and oneness,
acceptance of life,
which hurts none the less.
The die is cast,
but with that said,
I patiently wait,
for the day of the dead.
© Day of the Dead 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
27 Friday Jul 2012
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I am off (again!) on my jollies for one week.
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16 Wednesday May 2012
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This image was selected as a picture of the week on the Czech Wikipedia for th week, 2007. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I am a contradiction!
Damaged and fragile,
a smashed up china doll.
Introvert and quiet,
a lone snowdrop,
passed unnoticed –
unwatched and unobserved.
Inside –
a cavern.
Older than time itself.
Deep and hidden,
solid,
like a foundation.
Ever there, ever present,
with a core of steel.
Immovable.
Determined.
A stormy winters night,
brooding and moody,
ethereal, transcendent,
not belonging.
Like a storm cloud passing through.
I am a contradiction,
with a beating
heart.
© Steel Snowdrop 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
06 Sunday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry, Worldly Winds
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awareness, Buddha, Buddha Day, Buddha mind, Buddha nature, compassion, enlightenment, meditation, poetry, Sangha, vision
In celebration of Buddha Day.
Dedicated to Resting in Awareness – www.restinginawareness.com
Buddha mind
Burning bright
Searing serenity
Luminous light.
Buddha eyes
Warrior’s way
Diamond depth
Gentle gaze.
Buddha nature
Human heart
Sangha sings
Compassionate.
© Buddha Day 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo credit Julie Bailey
Taken at Buddha Day – The Sheffield Buddhist Centre
30 Monday Apr 2012
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Buddhism, Ego, gold, poetry, Sunday best
I’ve taken my ego
out of its box.
I’ve taken it out,
and brushed it off.
I’m wearing it
for Sunday best;
multi-coloured –
like Joe’s vest.
My ego today
Is regal and bold;
given its colour
It would be gold!
© Ego 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
23 Monday Apr 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Poetry, Worldly Winds
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anger, bitter, death, heart, heartbreak, kiss, longing, loss, memories, memory, Mother, pain, tears
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 heart, and you claimed mine,
you’ve gone where I can’t follow.
You’ve left me sad and broken down;
my heart is dead and hollow.
Bitter sweet, bitter Suite
the feeling’s still the same.
Life and death go hand in hand,
but the memories remain.
© Bitter Sweet, Bitter Suite 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Everett Millais’s Ophelia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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