15 Saturday Apr 2017
Posted in Anger, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry, Political
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Left Behind, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, capitalism, disability cuts, DLA cuts, Homelessness, Left Behind, poetry, Worldly Winds poetry
You sit and you smug
with your jury and judge,
do’s, don’ts, and should,
with a privileged view
and a principled coup;
but what do you know,
and what will you gain –
it’s all a big show,
a capitalist game.
Left Behind by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
14 Friday Apr 2017
Posted in Grief, Loss, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Overcast, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, Overcast
Today was a bleak day,
as clouds hung over the headlands;
the tears washed in torrents over the heartlands,
the lowlands were barren,
and the footlands marched with clods of clay.
Overcast by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
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13 Thursday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Pills that Cure Ills, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, depression, illness, mental illness, Pills that Cure Ills, Worldly Winds poetry
Perfect, peachy, popping pills,
constricting minds and soothing ills,
profound, perfunctory, purple people eater,
bringing sleep, where nothing’s sweeter.
Pills that Cure Ills by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
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12 Wednesday Apr 2017
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Passive Tense, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, poetry, worldlywinds poetry
I was Karen
abused, neglected
parents rejected
left to my own devices
dens and hens
rose petal potions
solitary, singular
deep and morose
other worldly
a living ghost
Karen lingers
haunting
the host
Passive Tense by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
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11 Tuesday Apr 2017
Posted in Death, Deep Stuff!, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Moros, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, gothic, Gothic poetry, metaphysical, Moros, poetry
In the midst of life
we are in death
clinging to tracts
as we let go of breath
Moros by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
2016
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10 Monday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Spite, NaPoWriMo17, poetry, Worldly Winds poetry
Crisp wrinkled leaves
blow hither and thither,
falling over each other
chattering, no wisdom;
but never listening,
bitter, backbiting breezes,
carry their words;
whilst the trees,
keep their counsel.
Spite 2016
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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09 Sunday Apr 2017
Posted in Daily life, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm The History Sheos, NaPoWriMo17, napowrimo2017, party shoes, poetry
A pair of old slingbacks, she coveted for ages,
all shunkle and sparkle with cute kitten heels,
memories of spinning, between parent and child,
a lifetime of pavements and intricate steps,
champagne parties, bedrooms and strange chaps,
each step a memory, matured, and sublime,
they’ve travelled a journey and still –
how they shine!
The History Shoes – March 2017
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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08 Saturday Apr 2017
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Fortune Favours Few, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, Fortune Favours Few, NaPoWriMo17, poetry
the inky tears
spilled like no other day
a familial, a god, and a princess
left on a journey
which we could not follow
all the love in the world
would not return them to us
all the prayers in the world
went unanswered
for we know not why
when mortals die
and we can’t turn time
there’s no reason or rhyme
that we are left
behind
Fortune Favours Few – December 2016
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
07 Friday Apr 2017
Posted in Heartbreak, NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Out of Reach, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, NaPoWriMo17, napowrimo2017, Out of Reach, poetry
I am beyond tears,
numb, sad, in grief.
Somehow the world limps on
sputtering bile, hate.
Maybe I should pray to a god?
Maybe I should pray
that the meek will inherit…
but inherit what?
Not this damaged earth.
Maybe they will play
amongst the stars,
looking down,
willing us,
to reach out
and reach up.
We can be so much more.
Out of reach 2016
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
06 Thursday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm Lost, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, NaPoWriMo17, napowrimo2017, poetry
Missing poster reads;
Lost: My mind
Description: Ineffable
Reward if found
Lost – 2016
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Worldly Winds 