Camping Capers

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Here’s a silly one I wrote a couple of years ago – and guess what – we are going back to Devon…. in a Chalet! Should be a fun week as hubby and I are both ill, eldest son is not happy as there is no wifi connection, so in essence I am ruining his social life and love life!! Only my youngest is up for this trip! Hopefully it may inspire a few more poems! See you all in a week!!

 

I’m back from Devon,

I really am!

We stayed in a tent –

not a caravan!

 

They said it’d be cold,

I didn’t believe ‘em,

now I want to go home,

to my central heating.

 

The tent was fun,

it really was!

I really enjoyed it,

despite the frost.

 

The night was long,

we had power cuts;

we couldn’t do owt,

it drove us nuts!

 

The rain lashed down,

and the winds were a fright.

We sat and played Black Jack

on a cold, dark camp site.

 

I hated the night time,

I really did!

It was so flippin’ noisy,

sleep? – God forbid!

 

For hours at a time

the little ones whinged.

All the drunks they sang songs,

whilst the sober ones cringed.

 

Early morning was quiet.

No – I lied,  it was not!

The babies would bawl

to get out of their cot.

 

The mud was fun

as we took down the tent;

the rain not so much,

and I started to vent!

 

A six hour trip

and now we are near.

Was it all worth it –

shall we do it next year?

 

 

© Camping Capers 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

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Message For All Who Have Already Submitted Poetry

Last chance!!

thewaitpoetry's avatarThe Roar Poetry Anthology

Dear Poets,

You are all talented, wonderful human beings and we salute your bravery and generosity in submitting your work for our charity project.

We want to show your work to as many people as possible, and add to your already impressive numbers while we still have time – so if you have Facebook, Twitter or a blog, then please please PLEASE share the link below and lets reach a few more poets before Friday!

http://thewaitpoetryanthology.wordpress.com/2014/07/26/creative-writing-opportunity-less-than-1-week-left/

Thank you!More than all this, we just want to say THANK YOU, for your hard work and your support – and best of all, for the brilliant poetry we’ve been privileged to read. We’ll be including at least one poem from everyone who submitted.

You’re our favourite humans 🙂

Love,

The Wait Poetry Team

xxxx

 

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Creative Writing Opportunity – Less Than 1 Week Left!

thewaitpoetry's avatarThe Roar Poetry Anthology

We’re compiling a charity poetry anthology called ‘The Wait’ and we’re seeking poets of all ages, abilities and interests to contribute to our project. There is less than a week til the deadline – the first of August – so we’re trying to spread the word as far as possible, before it’s too late!

All types of poetry are absolutely welcome, and ALL proceeds will go to Cancer Research UK.

This is what it will look like. Ooh, shiny! This is what it will look like. Ooh, shiny!

GET PUBLISHED!

With no cost to yourselves, no catches, and absolutely no loss of rights to your own work (honest!) this is a wonderful opportunity to get your work in print while contributing to a great charity.

The book will be available through Lulu and Amazon in print, and through iTunes as an e-book. We’ll let you know all the details closer to the time.

This might be a self-funded project…

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Finding the Silent Ones

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I will scour the darkest forest

and glide through mango groves

searching for the silent ones

who travel the same road

 

I will fight the fiercest oceans

and plunge to deepest depths

searching for the silent ones

who sing with silent breath

 

I will trek across the deserts

leaving no grain of sand unturned

searching for the silent ones

for whom my heart doeth yearn

 

I will scale the highest mountain

and dwell within dark caves

searching for the silent ones

whom I hope to find some day

 

I will raft the rabid rapids

and abseil from peak to floor

searching for the silent ones

whom they say exist no more

 

I will comb the sun-kissed beaches

and skim the silvery surf

searching for the silent ones

rumoured to roam this earth

 

I will search the church and chapels

and cathedral spires and tombs

searching for the silent ones

whom dwell in catacombs

 

I will tiptoe to the shrine room

and bow with folded hands

and here I’ll find the silent ones

my kith, my kin, my clan.

 

© Finding the Silent Ones  16.06.2014

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit :  Arabiian

http://arabiian.deviantart.com/art/Mystical-Forest-212656024

 

The Hula-Hoop of Hindrance

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I saw it in the playground,

when I was only three,

the hula-hoop of hindrance,

resting by a tree.

 

It was pretty, pink, and sparkly,

with unicorns and glitter,

it even had, ‘go faster’ stripes,

so I could hula quicker.

 

I put it ‘round my tiny waist,

and hula’d round the yard,

little did I realise,

that it would make life hard.

 

I learned to love my hula-hoop,

though I was only four,

when I went to bed at night,

I’d leave it by the door.

 

I realised when I was five

(and also at aged six)

that I had been quite naïve

my hula habit fixed

 

This went on – my dearest friends,

throughout my adult life,

attachment to my hula-hoop,

caused me so much strife.

 

When cooking in the kitchen,

and trying to eat my dinner,

my hula hoop got in the way,

and I just grew much thinner.

 

and when I met my boyfriend,

I’d hula-hoop for joy,

but holding hands whilst hula-ing,

well… the romance is destroyed.

 

When I went upon retreat,

there was no problem there;

for there were many hula hoops,

that we could swap and share!

 

Then,  Maitripala gave a talk,

about the hula habit,

if we can see the gateway….

the freedom’s there, so grab it!!

 

One day I hope my hula-hoop,

will rest against that tree,

and if you choose to have a go,

it’s going, gratis, free!!

 

© The Hula-Hoop of Hindrance 17.06.2014

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit: Photo By Fotolia/Stockshoppe

 

True Grit Poetry Cycle 2014

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We had a fabulous day despite the cold and rain. This is part of the True Grit Poetry Cycle, collaborative poetry to celebrate and welcome Le Tour Yorkshire – Grand Depart 2014.

I am the 6th poet if you were wondering 😉

Watch “True Grit Poetry Cycle – Sheffield Workshop” on YouTube

True Grit Poetry Cycle – Sheffield Workshop: http://youtu.be/MAOaIUOdOWo