Cherishing

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Books

 

 

 

 

I cherish your words

like children,

I watch them grow

within my heart;

some may heal,

and some bring joy,

whilst others may,

tear us apart.

Each one of them,

brings joy and pain,

with each a gift,

in equal measure.

I hold your words,

the nettle grasped,

may sting my soul,

but each I treasure.

 

© Cherishing 02.09.12

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Books (Photo credit: henry…)

Sunday Survey

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Time for the opportunity to be interactive!

Here is your opportunity, if you so wish, to vote for your preferred poem this week. The links below will take you to each poem and then you can register your vote in the poll at the bottom of this post!

Happy Voting 🙂

 

The Highs and Woes

Hidden Depths

Writing the Blues

Becoming (her)

Menopause

 

Awards

As many of you know – I do not participate in the awards, but in order to say, thank you, to those who have considered my ramblings and rhymes worthy of a mention, here is a round up of awards and a shout out to those who passed on an award to me 🙂

Please take a moment to visit their blogs as they are all fantastic people with talent and imagination!

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://nutsfortreasure.wordpress.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://silentlyheardonce.wordpress.com

http://grandmothermusings.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://nutsfortreasure.wordpress.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://elephantprincessdotme.wordpress.com

http://grandmothermusings.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://nackynice.wordpress.com

http://nutsfortreasure.wordpress.com

http://grandmothermusings.com/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://thewhyaboutthis.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

From

http://travelculturefood.wordpress.com

 

Please check out my Alex Admires section for a selection of fantastic bloggers who are all worthy of any of these nominations.

 

Finally – I would like to add a big THANK YOU!! to each and every blogger who has taken time to visit my page – because of each and everyone of you wonderful people, my site has just amassed over 10,000 views – which is amazing considering it has only been going since March 2012.

Thank you – I really do appreciate your visits and your comments 🙂

 

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face [another thanking] tates! (Photo credit: the|G|™)

 

 

 

Menopause

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Menopause Three

 

 

 

 

 

Hot flush

flash up

pressure point

no stop

heat burns

brain turns

into mush

with flush.

Heart pounds

skewed sounds

head throbs

stifled sobs

anger flashes

teeth gnashes

temper flares

no one dares

talk to Mum

‘til it’s done.

Hot flush

has gone.

Oh the joys

of menopause!

 

© Menopause 01.09.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Menopause Three (Photo credit: David Jackmanson)

Becoming (her)

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Looking Glass

 

 

 

 

 

 

She looks in the mirror,

and stares in the glass.

Memories visual,

the haunting has passed.

Recalling events,

reflected in front,

and wonders quite simply,

when did I become?

 

© Becoming (her) 01.09.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Looking Glass (Photo credit: Elena Kalis)

Writing the Blues

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[Blue grotto, Capri Island, Italy] (LOC)

 

 

 

 

 

These walls imbued,

with poet’s mood,

whilst words refrain,

deflecting pain;

the primal scream,

relives the dream,

of love once scorned,

this life sojourned.

 

© Writing the Blues 30.08.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

[Blue grotto, Capri Island, Italy] (LOC) (Photo credit: The Library of Congress)

Hidden Depths

Pens on Parade

 

 

 

 

 

Words to connect,

inspire, and inflame

passions, and poets

within, our hearts

desire, to reflect.

So pick up, a pen

writing, words

now, and then,

that mirror,

the depths

of despair.

 

© Hidden Depths 29.08.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Pens on Parade (Photo credit: Abizern)

The Highs and Woes

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My heart it is broken,

my head is a mess,

my soul it is injured,

I’m still me, none the less.

 

I had a good go,

at living this life,

I’ve endured the woes,

and the troubles, and strife.

 

I’ve played by the rules,

and I’ve learned the hard way,

from the school of hard knocks,

but I never did stray.

 

Oh! I played it so safe…

wore my goody two shoes,

the obedient girl,

see my halo shine through?

 

Now, I stamp down my foot,

and the gloves they are off,

just watch this worm turn,

‘cause enough is enough!

 

I’ve polished my broomstick,

and I’m ready to fly,

the halo has gone,

as I take to the sky.

 

© Highs and Woes  28.08.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

“ODDS NIPPERKINS! cried Mother Bunch on her broomstick” for the letter o in Aldiborontiphoskyphorniostikos. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Saturday Survey

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I thought I’d give this a try…

These are last weeks poems, let me know which one was your favourite by voting in the poll at the bottom of the page. This gives me a flavour of what people most enjoy.

 

Telling Times

Pillow Talk

Condemned

Carole Withany

Every Day is Carnival Day

I Think of You

Silent but Deadly

 

Thank you for Voting!!!

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Silent but Deadly

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I’m silent but deadly,

I’m telling no lie,

I’m topped up on lentils,

with beans on the side.

Please don’t breathe in,

as you are sure to die,

I’m about to explode,

and blow us sky high!

 

© Silent but Deadly 25/08/2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm