28 Friday Jun 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, memories, memory, Mother, Mum, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
The scent of your clothes
the dazzle of a diamond
it was all yours
and I never
was a part
of you
But since you have gone
these eight years short
Indian summers
and I never
am apart
from
you
© Remembering 28.06.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
In remembrance of my Mother who died eight years ago. Still in my heart and thoughts every day ❤
17 Monday Jun 2013
Posted 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
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)
18 Saturday May 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, grief, heartbreak, loss, love, memories, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
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)
17 Friday May 2013
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dreams, heart, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, poetry, soul, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
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)
11 Saturday May 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Poetry
Abandoned in lost property,
heart’s custodian
labelled – return to sender.
Lost Property 11.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Red Cross Parcel (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
05 Sunday May 2013
Posted in Daily life, Loss, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, empty nest, empty nest syndrome, growing up, heartbreak, leaving home, loss, love, poetry, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
The nest a cold tomb,
my heavy heart a hollow stone,
my chicks have all flown.
© Fledglings 05.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Moorhen Nest and Chicks On the Serpentine Lake at Hardwick Hall. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
04 Saturday May 2013
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, dreams, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, moon, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
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)
18 Thursday Apr 2013
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Heartbreak, Loss, Love, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, last love song, longing, loss, love, poetry, separation, UK poet, Yorkshire poet
I wonder if you think of me
and of things we used to do,
of all the times we laughed and cried;
this is my last love song to you.
I wanted to hold your heart someday
and stroll on sunset shores,
I’ve dreamed of resting in your arms,
whilst watching shooting stars.
It feels much like a lifetime,
that I’ve waited ‘round for you;
I’ve hung on every meagre word,
with tear stained eyes wet through.
You’ve held my heart within a vice
of neglect and nonchalance,
I’ve watched you from a distance,
did you think of me – just once?
I’m moving on and leaving you
back in the past where you should be,
this is my very last love song,
to a distant, cautious memory.
You’re not a man of mystery,
a lover, nor a friend,
you have no right to break my heart,
but I’ll love you ‘til the end.
©Finale 18.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Two candles in love. The flame is inverted heart shape. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
16 Tuesday Apr 2013
Posted in Death, Deep Stuff!, Grief, Heartbreak, Loss, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
When you sipped champagne,
to celebrate the slipping of your life,
what did I have?
He was a chancer,
Romancer,
much the same as you.
I did it on my own,
no help,
no love,
Just me,
and a will to survive,
to feel alive,
and to hope.
Sometimes,
all we have,
is
hope.
© Hope 16.04.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
15 Monday Apr 2013
Posted in Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, loss, love, pantoum, pantun, parting, poetry, UK poet, winter, Yorkshire poet
The pantun is a traditional Malay form, a style of which was later adapted into French and then English as the pantoum. A pantun consists of rhymed quatrains (abab), with 8-12 syllables per line. The first two lines of each quatrain aren’t meant to have a formal, logical link to the second two lines, although the two halves of each quatrain are supposed to have an imaginative or imagistic connection.
I love you
but I let you go
I see through
the winter’s snow
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
15.04.2013
English: A snowdrop. Svenska: En snödroppe. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 