24 Thursday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
Demonised and vilified,
I worshipped and adored.
You lost your way and injured me,
betrayed, abused, ignored.
That pedestal was way too high,
for you to stay upright;
alas your world came tumbling down,
your reign fell overnight.
Naivety and ignorance,
fell from my tired eyes,
I see you for your human self,
you simply were not nice.
© Pedestal 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
15 Tuesday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
Walking up to the edge,
I face the abyss,
death screams through my blood,
at mortality’s kiss.
Do I step forward,
or do I step back?
I feel it so close,
on this cold ruthless track.
No one has noticed,
what’s happening within.
The clues are all there,
so pale, cold and thin.
Dancing the waltz,
life partnering death,
my demon will steal,
my last precious breath.
He will feast on my spirit,
and defile my soul,
as we dance the last dance,
with my blood running cold.
© The Last Dance 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Lilith (1892) by John Collier in Southport Atkinson Art Gallery (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
