Tipping Sheep (the right way) – Now on Kindle

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Hello!

Finally – I have my first anthology available on Kindle. I apologise for the delay, it has taken me a long time due to work commitments and my tardiness in grasping the skills of creating e-books!

Below are the links for the Kindle version, for both UK and US Amazon. If you prefer the paperback version they are available on either Lulu or Amazon – or – contact me directly for a copy.

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I would be delighted if you would like to leave a review on Amazon or Lulu – Happy Reading 🙂

 

 

 

 

Tipping Sheep (the right way) for Kindle avaialble at:

Amazon.co.uk

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available in paperback from

Lulu

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or, contact me directly for a copy at, worldlywinds@mail.com

Stillness

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Der Schmetterlingsjäger (The butterfly hunter)...

just as the butterfly

settles on a flower

and spreads her wings

in reverence to the sun

so

let our minds

still, and feast

on the nectar

of this sublime

life

© Stillness 20.08.2013

                                               by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

 

 

Der Schmetterlingsjäger (The butterfly hunter) by Carl Spitzweg (1840), a depiction from the era of butterfly collection. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Tipping Sheep (the right way)

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To order your copy, simply click on the picture 🙂

 

If you already have a copy – then I would be delighted if you would like to leave a review 😀

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Never Trust a Faerie

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Prince Arthur and the Fairy Queen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never trust a faerie,

‘tho pretty they may seem,

for when you are not looking,

they swear, and spit, and scream.

 

Do not be fooled by faerie’s,

their legendry looks well known,

they are not sweet, like in the books,

so please do not be thrown.

 

Depicted as the sweetest sight,

with wings that flitter and flutter,

dresses made of gossamer,

they melt your heart like butter.

 

It’s little known that faeries bite,

or that they would cause harm;

please don’t blame the insects,

for that nip upon your arm.

 

With golden curls that tumble down,

around their tiny frame,

with mischief and with sabotage,

the faeries are to blame.

 

When things go wrong around the house,

you know they are at play,

they wreck your plans, and break your things,

and ruin a good day.

 

You may think it is admirable,

they collect teeth from your mouth,

but how do you think they get so loose?

They punch the milk teeth out!

 

Never trust a faerie,

they are evil, sour, and bitter.

Do not be fooled by how they look,

an angry dragon’s sweeter!

 

 

© Never Trust a Faerie 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Prince Arthur and the Fairy Queen. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Wobbly Tooth

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The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000

I’ve been playing with some ideas for children’s poems and verses. Ironically I finished this one yesterday just before a large chunk of my tooth fell out.

I’m now nervously waiting for the dentist to tell me tomorrow if it can be saved – Oh well on the bright side, the tooth fairy may well be generous?

 

I’m a little bit worried

to tell you the truth,

last night I discovered

a wobbly tooth.

 

I wiggled it this way,

and wobbled it that,

it started to hurt,

my gum feels quite fat.

 

I then ate an apple,

and that did the trick,

out came my tooth,

it didn’t hurt a bit!

 

The hole felt enormous,

the size of a pea,

I looked in the mirror,

’twas the size of a flea.

 

Now that it’s out,

it’s not quite so scary,

so it’s under the pillow,

for the bedtime tooth-fairy.

 

© Wobbly Tooth 05.08.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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My Libertine

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English: A stereotypical caricature of a villa...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh man of mystery,

you are not,

a libertine

in a chaser shot.

 

A twirling rake

in a black top hat,

a villainous snake,

and a lovelorn rat.

 

Valentino

would’ve wept,

void of dreams,

whilst you slept.

 

Cupid screams,

words too blue,

as Eros flees,

from the sight of you.

 

© My Libertine 04.08.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: A stereotypical caricature of a villain (i.e. generic melodrama villain stock character, with handlebar moustache and black top-hat). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Murmuration

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Starlings forming fascinating formations over ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

As I lay upon the grass

and gaze into the sky,

I see a flock of starlings

scoot and flit on by.

 

Starlings are a noisy bunch,

it’s true they cannot sing;

but they are, oh so graceful,

as they dance upon the wing.

 

As I lay upon the grass,

they swoop and glide on by.

I see a flock of starlings,

have a disco in the sky.

 

© Murmuration 03.08.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Starlings forming fascinating formations over Tøndermarsken, south-west Jutland, Denmark. Image from http://www.pdfnet.dk. Material is in Public Domain. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Knitting Couplets

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A little dexterity is helpful in working with ...

 

 

 

 

 

Knitting with syllables

pen and purl

lexical needles

pattern unfurls

pencils slip stitches

pens purl clichés

scheming skeins

unpicking dreams

slip stitch sibilance

cast off vigilance

trying hard again

to crochet a cardigan

No – not me

I prefer

knitting poems.

 

© Knitting couplets 16.01.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

A little dexterity is helpful in working with knitting needles (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Tomfooleries

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I fill the world with words

so you can’t find me

in a tangle of text

hiding in lex-

-ical tom

foolery

silently

spoken, yet

shards in the heart

worlds far apart from

where I retreat to sanctuary

 

© Tomfooleries 14.07.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

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Are You a Ghost?

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Are you a ghost?

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