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****** Stars ******

09 Wednesday Sep 2015

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poet, dreams, stars, Yorkshire poet

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Stars

I reach up

Pluck the stars from the sky

Put them in my pocket

To keep them safe

Once I have climbed

The lofty mountain

And reached the highest peak

I set them free

To twinkle

And make

The night

Complete

© Stars 09.09.2015

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Picture credit: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/198721402283579326/

Found on twobadmice.com

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Dreams

02 Wednesday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Aether, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Aquilo, Arianrod, dreams, metaphysical, Metaphysical poetry, napowrimo, Nereides, poetry, Sirens, soul, stars, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet

300px-Gaston_Bussiere_—_The_Nereides

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of what do I dream,

when I close my eyes?

I dream of the sea

and the star filled skies.

 

From constellations above

I would fashion a crown;

a cloak from the sea

matches my moonbeam gown.

 

I roam in the heavens

with Arianrod and Aether.

I swim in the oceans

with Nereides beneath.

 

With heartbroken Sirens,

sing laments to the seas.

With Aquilo the wind

I sing songs in the breeze.

 

When I close my eyes,

to this earth I’m not bound.

Neither time nor dimension

can tie this soul down.

 

 

© Dreams 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Nereides, 1902 by Gaston Bussière (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Silhouettes and Soliloquies

23 Sunday Mar 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Poetry, Waiting and Longing

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, memories, pain, poetry, sorrow, soul, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet

Shining_-_IV_-_The_Eerie_Cold

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m hiding in the shadows,

it’s where I long to be,

drifting into dreamscapes,

singing sad soliloquies.

 

I have my other life, you see?

I’ve lived it since a child;

It’s not quite real – that I know,

but I’ve lived it for a while.

 

The daytime is the hardest,

a cruel life chased by death;

but night time is so easy,

sleep brings immortal breath.

 

What’s real, what’s not?

Well who’s to say?

Each one its own delusion,

by night the moon –

by day the sun –

each life is an illusion.

 

Shadows play upon my mind,

ghosts welcome setting sun;

silhouettes of dreams gone by

half-lives, loves-lived, undone.

 

So let me go, and leave me be,

to live each night anew.

I’ll sing my sweet soliloquies,

while dreams bring me to you.

 

 

© Silhouettes and Soliloquies 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Eerie Cold (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Dublin

17 Monday Jun 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, Poetry, Waiting and Longing

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, Dublin, Dublin City, Grafton Street, grief, heartbreak, Ireland, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, pain, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Grafton Street

Apologies for my lack of presence – I am very busy with work and a room refurb – I hope to be back soon!! Watch this space!

In the interim time, another oldie – one of my readers reminded me of this poem, it is one of my favourites!

 

I never went to Dublin,

or strolled along the shore.

I never walked on Grafton Street,

or wore the pearls you swore.

I never came to visit you,

and relive bygone days;

to welcome ghosts that haunted me,

or weep upon your grave.

 

© Dublin 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Grafton Street (Photo credit: National Library of Ireland on The Commons)

 

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Juliet’s Blight

18 Saturday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, loss, love, memories, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet

Juliet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Holograph clouds

hang in a

blue riband sky

splintered memories

scudding fly

clear cobalt mind

troubled by

those left behind

cogitating

precipitating

Indian summers

that never come

loves lived and lost

but never won

twilight transcends

stargazing nights

Juliet’s blight

heartbreak

crowns

the

air

 

© Juliet’s Blight 18.05.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Juliet (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Even When…

17 Friday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dreams, heart, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, poetry, soul, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

English: Sunset at Porto Covo, west coast of P...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Even when…

you’re with her,

she’s all alone.

Even when…

you dream of her,

she’s gone.

Even when…

you kiss her,

you’re not the one.

 

© Even When… 17.05.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Sunset at Porto Covo, west coast of Portugal (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Serendipity

04 Saturday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Love, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, moon, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Serendipity beach

 

 

 

 

 

 

Slowly, silently,

now the moon,

eclipses all but you,

reclining in serendipity’s arms,

as diamonds glinting

eyes of stars,

fledglings nesting

in my heart,

and nought can

sever souls

apart

 

Serendipity 04.05.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Serendipity beach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Hades

02 Thursday May 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, dying, fear, hell, insomnia, pain, poetry, sleep, sorrow, soul, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

Hades.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Slowly, slowly, creeps the dawn,

with monstrous shapes,

and shifting form,

‘tween death and sleep,

my soul doeth lie,

this never world,

where hope does die.

 

Alas my sense,

it leaves me cold,

splintered spine,

as I’ve grown old

and weary of

this mortal world,

a waiting hell,

backdrop

unfurled.

 

The antidote

to death

is sleep –

where

Daemons

sneer, and

angels

weep.

 

© Hades  02.05.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Hades. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Violets

27 Wednesday Mar 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Heartbreak, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, anger, bruises, death, domestic abuse, domestic violence, dreams, heartbreak, loss, marriage, poetry, UK poet, violets, Yorkshire poet

English: Violets by the coast path This year s...

 

 

 

 

 

 

His pint glass half empty,

he’s nursing the blues;

always bitter, never mild,

flat cap and scuffed shoes.

 

She hoovers the house,

with stars in her hair,

sings to her muse,

thanks god he’s not there.

 

As he sits in the pub,

nursing his woes,

the footy is lost,

as the last whistle blows.

 

In her Primarni dress,

she scrubs hard the floor,

heart in her mouth,

dreads the key in the door.

 

He shuffles on home,

with her heart in his boots,

a belly of beer,

and a loin full of fruit.

 

She accepts his gift,

with the grace of a Queen,

a necklace of violets,

blacks, blues, and greens.

 

He broods and he dreams,

cultivating his grudge;

she’s stolen his youth,

this old, plain, drudge.

 

She lies stock-still

as the stars in the air.

He can no longer hurt,

what is no longer there.

 

© Violets 27.03.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Violets by the coast path This year seems to have been particularly good for violets. This is part of a bank also scattered with lesser celandine. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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Just the Air

22 Friday Mar 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Deep Stuff!, Grief, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Chanel, death, dreams, haunted, memories, Mother, nightime, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet

This is the final piece from the poetry workshop. The final piece was inspired by Maitreyabandhu’s ‘The Bond’

The idea was to give a feel of anticipation of an impending visit, and use Maitreyabandhu’s closing phrase of, ‘Just the air’, within the poem.

English: Moon

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just the Air

All is still…

and I am present,

caught between two worlds,

just the air as our witness,

and a pillow of dreams

as darkest night unfurls.

I smell your sickly lily scent,

of cigarettes and light Chanel.

Why do you come?

What do you want?

Forgiveness or

remembrance,

from your little girl?

You left in anger

not once, but twice.

So why return

in darkest night,

when you’ve been gone,

these eight years long?

 

© Just the Air 22.03.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Moon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

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