19 Sunday Aug 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, Poetry, Waiting and Longing
Tags
Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, grief, hope, loneliness, longing, loss, love, poetry
How can I tell
you what to do
when I am more
messed up x 2
How could I tell
you how to be
when I am more
unsure x 3
How can I hope
you love me more
when I am so
alone x 4
How can I live
this lonely life
when I am with
my grief x 5
© Telling Times 19/08/2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Maths (Photo credit: Marcus Mo)
04 Saturday Aug 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
01 Sunday Jul 2012
Tags
airplane trail, death, grief, loss, love, poetry, remembrance
Do me a favour,
when you die –
leave me a kiss,
up, in the sky.
© Remembrance 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
01 Sunday Jul 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry, Waiting and Longing
Show your sorrow,
tears and all.
Throw down the rain,
let torrents fall.
Show your anger,
in thunderous roar,
roll round the skies,
and then send more.
Show your fury,
with electric strikes,
lightening lights,
with bolts that smite.
I grieve your death,
and so do you.
I see your storms,
the summer through.
© Seven Years on… 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
26 Saturday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, Poetry
Tags
conjoined, dissever, grief, heart, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, poetry, sorrow, soul, waiting and longing
We are together you and I,
destined to be conjoined.
We cannot part,
though I have tried –
two sides of the same coin.
You have your demons,
I have mine,
our paths not meant to cross,
parted from our distant poles,
without you I am lost.
Your heart refrains my harmony,
our breath is intertwined,
your dreams haunt mine,
I shadow yours,
you dwell within my mind.
Our souls can’t be dissevered,
but neither can they join;
we are from different planets,
defying space and time.
© Sorrow 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
23 Wednesday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
16 Wednesday May 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry
When we die,
we go to hell –
she cries.
That’s not true,
we learn to fly –
he says.
I think we stay,
reborn –
to live another day.
That can’t be!
We’re dead and gone,
for all eternity.
Some hymn sings,
we get our angel wings;
But I don’t care,
all I know, is
you’re not
here.
© Hell 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Illustration from “Vivilore: The Pathway to Mental and Physical Perfection” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
15 Sunday Apr 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
Don’t try to fix me
I am broken.
Don’t try to save me now
my day has gone.
I live in memories,
dreams half remembered.
I am damaged,
smashed and undone.
I tried to fix me,
glue back the pieces;
some bits were missing
and some went back wrong.
Cry for the memory
of what could have been.
Weep for the history,
mostly unseen.
Grieve for the dream
of opportunity lost;
to reach full potential –
that life has gone.
© Broken 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Jean-Baptiste Greuze – The Broken Mirror – WGA10658 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
14 Saturday Apr 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
Tags
Black Rose, Blossom, Flower, grief, heart, loss, Petal, poetry, Rose, spirit, summer, sun, tears
The last of the summer rays
blush gently on my cheek.
Tears fall like dew from the morning rose.
The flower blossoms,
the flower blooms.
Slowly it fades
as petals fall
one by one
the spirit
is gone.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve,
I also wear my rose.
Both are there for you to see.
The flower blossoms,
the flower blooms.
Slowly it fades
as petals fall
one by one
the spirit
is gone.
The last rose of summer cries.
The heart beats deathly slow.
The sun has set beneath the skies.
The flower blossoms,
the flower blooms.
Slowly it fades
as petals fall
one by one
the spirit
is gone.
© Black Rose 2012
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
black rose 1 (Photo credit: Melinda Taber)
Worldly Winds 
