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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cold, frost, ice, Jack Frost, November, poetry, wind, winter
30 Friday Nov 2012
Posted Daily life, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cold, frost, ice, Jack Frost, November, poetry, wind, winter
03 Saturday Nov 2012
Farewell cruel world,
I’m leaving you,
it’s not a cold,
I’ve got the ‘flu.
It may well be,
my final breath,
my nose is red,
I feel like death.
Please don’t mourn,
when I am gone,
go on without me…
soldier on!
© Soldier On… 03.11.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo Credit : http://9laughs.com/go-on-without-me/
31 Wednesday Oct 2012
Posted Daily life, Poetry
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Heavy eyes,
heavy heart,
dragon throat,
sense departs,
fire in nose,
eyes, small holes,
cactus swallow,
bones feel hollow.
Seasonal cold,
I feel old…
ache – top to toes,
dripping nose.
That’s how it goes…
Want my duvet,
don’t feel groovy,
need my bed,
I feel half dead!
© I’ve got Chills 31.10.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Promethazine-codeine cough syrup (Photo credit: Wikipedia)