When I am Dead

07 Saturday Jul 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Longing & Waiting, Love, Poetry

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calm, compassion, longing, loss, love, memories, poetry, reminiscence, wisdom

Sitting in the gardens,

admiring flower beds,

will you still remember me,

when I am long dead?

Reflections on my past life,

no longer hurt my heart,

for they are now just stories,

from which I am apart.

Mental chatter ceases,

calm imbues my soul,

wisdom and compassion,

start to make me whole.

Although I’m reminiscing,

of all that never was,

I still miss you dearly,

no reason just – because…

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Graveyard [1] (Photo credit: Simon Cocks)

Seven Years on…

01 Sunday Jul 2012

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

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anger, grief, lightening, longing, loss, Mum, poetry, storms, thunder

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.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Eight Lilies

05 Tuesday Jun 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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heart, lilies, longing, loss, memorial, memories, poetry, remembrance

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.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Sorrow

26 Saturday May 2012

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

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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.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Sun and Moon

25 Friday May 2012

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

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growing up, heartbreak, longing, loss, moon, poetry, scars, sun, sunset, waiting and longing, wax and wane

I’ve seen your face,

a thousand times,

it’s like the setting sun.

I’ve called your name,

have you called mine?

I rise and you are gone.

We are so different,

you and I,

you’re up when I am down.

You call, I run,

but where are you,

when I need a friend around?

You are the sun,

cowardly cold,

remote, aloof, and chilling.

You’ve hid in shadows,

all of my life,

acknowledgement unwilling.

I am the moon,

with passions bright,

your fire sears scars anew.

You wax and wane,

and spin my world,

‘til I don’t know what to do.

I’ve seen your face,

a thousand times,

you’re fire and I am ice.

You’ve broke my heart,

so many times –

Let go – I’ve paid the price.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: The Sun directly opposite to the moon as seen on 10 Sep 2011 (One day before the full moon day). Place: Mount St Helens, WA USA. This exemplifies that on a full moon day the earth is between the Sun and the Moon. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Summer

24 Thursday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Deep Stuff!, Loss, Poetry

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balm, lacewings, longing, loss, Maypole, nature, poetry, summer

Summer balm weighs heavy

my heart can hear the trill

of eloquent seasons intentions

to nature’s clock fulfil

But… O’er the nest is empty

remains there barren still

as lacewings dance the Maypole

to appease the Mother’s will

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

English: Summer field in Belgium (Hamois). The blue flower is Centaurea cyanus and the red one a Papaver rhoeas. Français : Un champ en été en Belgique (Hamois). La fleur bleue est un bleuet des champs et la rouge un coquelicot. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Simply Spring

18 Friday May 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Poetry, Waiting and Longing

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Cherry blossom, lilac, longing, Nightingale, poetry, spring, summer, swallows

Nightingale (Photo credit: torugatoru)

A nightingale sings

a wistful melody.

The smell of cherry blossom

on a fresh spring tree.

The smell of lilac

will soon be here,

along with the swallows,

and the summer air.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Joy

13 Sunday May 2012

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

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brook, crocus, death, Joy, longing, poetry, shadows, sleep, sparrows, sunset

Joy

Ecstasy

Inside my being

A bubbling brook

Chattering sparrows

The joy of the first crocus

The warm blush of the sun

The beauty of a brooding sunset

Deep within the shadows of my mind

There is a desire and longing for rest

To slip from this mortal world

Recline within white clouds

And to leave this land

For one more gentle

Most welcoming

Less demanding

Encompassing

Eternal

Sleep

Joy

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

I Wish…

05 Saturday May 2012

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

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artist, death, dreams, longing, love, muse, poetess, poetry, sad, Sea, stars, wish, writer

I Wish….

I have a list of dreams to fill,

before my time is through;

although they may seem fanciful,

I wish they will come true.

I want to be an artist,

on the riverbank of life.

To wear a smock and sip champagne,

whilst painting with my knife.

I want to write a book or two –

a literary success!

A story of my coloured life,

upon the library shelf.

To be a renowned poetess,

publish a rhyme or two.

To find my muse in poetry,

and fall in love with you.

I’d like to write a sad song,

that makes the toughest weep,

to be played at all the funerals,

as the coffin is lowered deep.

I want to live just by the sea,

in a white house with a view

of waves that crash upon the shores,

where I could stand with you.

Most of all, be in your arms

and spend with you some time,

gazing at the moonlit stars,

whilst sipping white chilled wine.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Right to the sea (Photo credit: christing-O-)

Dying Days

03 Thursday May 2012

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

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anger, death, dying, longing, love, poetry, regret, remorse

The clock is loudly ticking,

as my life ebbs away.

I wonder how I will feel,

when it becomes my day?

Will I be filled with remorse,

for things I never did?

Will I experience regret,

for things I never said?

Will I be filled with anger,

for things I didn’t do?

Because the time just slipped

away, before I even knew.

Will I think about you,

as I’m taking my last breath?

Will you even be there,

as I walk towards my death?

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Sun Dial (Photo credit: Khirol Amir)

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When I am Dead

Seven Years on…

Eight Lilies

Sorrow

Sun and Moon

Summer

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Joy

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