10 Sunday May 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddha, Buddhism, enlightenment, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Buddha mind
Burning bright
Searing serenity
Luminous light.
Buddha eyes
Warrior’s way
Diamond depth
Gentle gaze.
Buddha nature
Human heart
Sangha sings
Compassionate.
© Buddha Day 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture credit:https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/417920040393395405/
30 Saturday Nov 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddha, Buddhism, Buddhist retreat, Dharma, enlightenment, humour, meditation, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Day eight in the Big Buddha House,
and all is well.
There’s jam on my toast,
and my drink is swell;
and even the rota,
says I’m free ‘til the bell.
Sat on the cushion,
meditation’s not pushin’
my buttons today,
all is calm for a change,
Mental weather is clement,
and nothing to lament,
in the Big Buddha House today.
Prostration – not frustratin’
and the bruise on my knee,
nearly gone thankfully,
and the muscles in my tum’
no longer undone;
I can launch with abandon,
then horizontal to standin’ –
not bad for an old bird like me!
Then the talks – they inspire,
and my mind is on fire,
with ideas and with thoughts,
with a passion they course,
and my heart it does swell,
and I’m leaning as well,
Yes! These things they call ethics,
are quite deep and complex,
let’s leave it at that, just for now…
Oh – the food is sublime,
as I sit down to dine.
Delia is surpassed!
Skilful cooks make repast,
and the smells in the steam,
am I sensing Tajine,
in the Big Buddha House today?
And then there’s our dorm,
floor two, number one,
where sisters in Dharma,
sleep safe, warm, and calm;
and I have to confess
though my bed is a mess,
and my corner’s a state,
we three, are good mates,
in our cosy warm dorm –
floor two, number one.
Day eight in the Big Buddha House,
and all is well.
There’s jam on my toast,
and my drink is swell;
and even the rota,
says I’m free ‘til the bell.
© The Big Buddha House 22.11.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Raven, with her hood down, meditating. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
30 Saturday Nov 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddhism, enlightenment, habits, humour, meditation, poetry, tea, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
My tea is too hot,
my tea is too cold,
my tea is too sweet,
the milk is too old.
The toast is too burnt,
it’s not brown enough,
I wanted white bread,
Oh no… not the crust!
I can’t find my jam,
the banana’s got spots,
there is no fruit knife,
the apple’s got rot!
The porridge is lumpy,
I can taste tahini,
I’ve added some milk,
and now it’s too creamy!
I’ve lost my spot,
someone else is sat there,
I wanted to sit,
in my favourite chair.
I’m trapped in a corner,
I’m sat in a draft,
I’m too near the door,
Oh! All this is daft!
I should just be grateful,
that I’m here today,
living and breathing,
the middle way.
it’s ten twenty four,
we meditate in a bit,
I stand at the door,
now where shall I sit?
This cushion’s too high,
this cushion’s too low,
this cushion’s too lumpy,
and on it goes…
© The Perfect Breakfast 24.11.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: I took this picture. Grilled cheese sandwich with white bread, American cheese, and tomato soup. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
30 Saturday Nov 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddha, Buddhism, change, enlightenment, ethics, meditation, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
Will I be changed when I go home?
Physiologically within my anatomy,
the square root of all, as follicles fall,
and even my skin, the body I’m in,
will all have aged, showing signs of decay,
the reminders that say, time is passing away.
And what of my mind, what will I find,
when I peer inside, mental chatter subsided?
Still waters run deep, has the ethical seeped,
within my being, all knowing all seeing?
Will the sky like mind be more refined?
And what of my words, will they be kindly heard?
Will they help and caress, not causing me stress?
No longer frivolous, talking of trivial stuff,
but gentle with harmony, causin’ no harm today,
encouraging and pure, where less is more.
Will I be changed when I go? I sincerely hope so.
All these ethics abound, turned my brain upside down,
which connects to my heart, from which I can start,
more subtle and deeper, universal teacher.
I can put into practice, no delusion or malice,
all the things I have learned for which my heart yearns,
and Yes! – I am changing.
© Change 30.11.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Gerber Daisy With Raindrops (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
15 Sunday Sep 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddha, Buddhism, enlightenment, Feather and Down, gentleness, poetry, truth, UK poet, Uk poetry, Vajra, Vajrasattva, Yorkshire poet
and in her hand she held a feather vajra,
at the core, a gentle beating heart,
around the heart, two eggshell lotus’s cupped,
intertwined like a mother’s hands.
Around a band of unicorns,
four magical, mystical, protectors,
and a vajra made of feathers.
© Feather Vajra 21.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Emblem of Bhutan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The vajra, a distinct symbol of Vajrayana (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
24 Saturday Aug 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Buddhism, butterflies, contentment, enlightenment, poetry, simplicity, stillness, sun, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
just as the butterfly
settles on a flower
and spreads her wings
in reverence to the sun
so
let our minds
still, and feast
on the nectar
of this sublime
life
© Stillness 20.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Der Schmetterlingsjäger (The butterfly hunter) by Carl Spitzweg (1840), a depiction from the era of butterfly collection. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
26 Sunday May 2013
Buddha mind
Burning bright
Searing serenity
Luminous light.
Buddha eyes
Warrior’s way
Diamond depth
Gentle gaze.
Buddha nature
Human heart
Sangha sings
Compassionate.
© Buddha Day 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
14 Sunday Apr 2013
Posted in Poetry
Today’s prompt. — The challenge – to write a persona poem — that is, a poem in the voice of a particular person who isn’t you. But choose a very particular kind of person. How about a poem in the voice of a superhero –
Well my choice is not that of a traditional superhero – but he is a superhero to me 🙂
See if you can guess who you think it may be 🙂
Wake up and smell the coffee!
Do nothing more
just smell
do not crave the coffee
do not drink the coffee
for the coffee cannot bring
everlasting peace
just release for a moment
and smell the coffee;
better still
just
wake up!
Oh – and please buy your fair trade coffee from an ethical outlet.
© Wake Up Call 14.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: A photo of a cup of coffee. Esperanto: Taso de kafo. Français : Photo d’une
tasse de caffé Español: Taza de café (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
21 Thursday Mar 2013
Posted in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alice Oswald, breath, Buddhism, enlightenment, Germination, meditation, rebirth, Seed, spiritual death, spiritual growth, spiritual rebirth, transformation, UK poet, vision, Yorkshire poet
The penultimate piece was inspired by Alice Oswald‘s, ‘A Winged Seed’. The idea was to write a piece based on the idea of a seed, or a spore, travelling, or germinating.
Enlightening Seeds
Sitting, just sitting…
waiting for illumination.
There is nothing
more that I can do,
other than…
sitting, sitting, waiting
for my head to crack open
in a cacophony of life,
shattered and broken,
to all that I am.
No longer
sitting,
but waiting,
waiting for that explosion of growth,
to rip forth and pull me from mundanity,
and thrust me upon the world;
as what?
I know not,
so I will sit,
and wait,
upon this breath,
of fresh air.
© Enlightening Seeds 21.03.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
A germinated seedling (Eranthis hyemalis) emerges from the ground (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
18 Friday Jan 2013
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, enlightenment, ephemera, poetry, rain, rainbow, transcend, Victory, Weather
Rainbow flag transcendent,
commemorates the day,
sun emerges victor,
the rain is gone away.
© Ephemera 18.01.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
IMG_7268b_triple_rainbow (Photo credit: oaklandEarthGirl)
