Counting Magpies
29 Tuesday Sep 2015
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Tag Archives: longing
Eight Lilies
28 Sunday Jun 2015
Posted in Death, Heartbreak, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, grief, longing, loss, Mother, mourning, Mum, poetry, Yorkshire poet
It has been ten years since the death of my mother. This is one of my favourite poems dedicated to her. Not a day goes by when she isn’t missed and mourned.
Eight Lilies of remembrance,
stand to mark the way.
Eight lilies, one for each of you,
respect and honour the day;
to show that I still think of you,
though that day is done,
each lily marks a bygone past,
from a lifetime that is gone.
I smell their sweet thick lily scent,
It makes me think of you;
with fondest memories in my heart,
and tears that are now few.
No longer living in my world,
It is as though you’re dead.
The lilies are memorial,
to words still left unsaid.
© Eight Lilies 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Scrabble
09 Tuesday Jun 2015
Posted in Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, longing, loss, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
shattered life
thrown down in letters
spelled disaster
©Scrabble 01.06.2015
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit:https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/456271005970022686/
found on downgraf.com
Memory Lane
21 Tuesday Apr 2015
Posted in Heartbreak, Love, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cafe bars, deep purple haze, electric guitars, heartbreak, longing, love, memories, memory, napowrimo, Passages Dagda Publishing, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
electric guitars
trysts in cafe bars
balmy summer days
memory’s a deep purple haze
thirty years of I love you’s
Pearl teardrops soak through
LP’s and RP’s
Creme Eggs and Smarties
he’s not you
that much is true
and I’m not her
old flames
inflamed
© Memory Lane 14.11.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit:Â https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/240238961343388899/
Melpomene
15 Wednesday Apr 2015
Posted in Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, longing, loss, Melpomene, napowrimo, poetry, sorrow, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
I’ve laid down my life,
for you – I’ve waited;
Occupying, mystifying,
paths crossed, stars fated.
You are the moon,
and I the clown,
with red nose and tears,
Pierrot Cinderella gown,
grind my glass slipper
into the ground.
Who us the muse,
in this tragedy?
Melpomene masks,
the parody.
© Melpomene 02.03.2013
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Picture Credit:Â https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/300544975109623212/
Pinterest: Gabrielle Booth
Tears
04 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in Grief, Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, poetry, tears, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
A love like ours
could have illuminated
eternal night skies.
Instead our tears
light up the firmament
and the stars burn our souls.
© Tears 04.04.15
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Photo Credit: Pinterest –
Raymond Philippe https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/552816922982643784/
Night Star
03 Friday Apr 2015
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, death, loneliness, longing, love
When you left,
you took us all with you,
the old, the young,
the Saints and the Sinners.
A gaping chasm,
left in your wake.
Three decades of grief,
the tides of loss,
your fall from grace,
as you plummeted us all,
into oblivion.
Yet – you shine brighter,
and more fierce,
than any star,
I’ve ever seen.
© Night Star
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 03.04.15
Picture credit:Â https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/562527809678726617/
Nine Years
28 Saturday Jun 2014
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, death, grief, heartbreak, longing, loss, Mother, Mum, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
And as she lay dying
I sat by the church,
the choir were singing
for peace on this earth.
They called to their God
in heaven above,
they prayed for redemption
forgiveness and love.
The grave yard was ancient
full of sinners and saints,
lichens and moss
made the epitaphs feint.
God promised you heaven
where the angels dwell,
and I am alone now
you’ve left me in hell.
© Nine Years 28.06.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Nobody’s Girl
20 Sunday Apr 2014
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, longing, loss, napowrimo, Nobody's Girl, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
and she sits waiting
watching the world
and she sits waiting
nobody’s girl
passers-by pass her by
crying inside
and she sits waiting
unnoticed
onlookers look on
dying inside
and she sits waiting
overlooked
Sight seers don’t see her
as she looks over
and she sits waiting
unseen
and she sits waiting
watching the world
and she sits waiting
nobody’s girl
© Nobody’s Girl 20.04.14
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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Silhouettes and Soliloquies
23 Sunday Mar 2014
Posted 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
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)
