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Wilderness Years

30 Monday Apr 2012

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A show of daffodils by the A6091 Melrose bypas...
The Wilderness Years are over,

they are with us no more;

while birds migrate for winter time,

so Death has closed the door.

 

The days were, oh, so fleeting,

like butterflies in spring.

The time we spent together

made my lonely heart sing.

 

Shared memories of daffodils,

we laughed until we cried –

we cried until our tears ran dry,

I was ever by your side.

 

How could this have happened?

How could you leave this way?

I always think about us –

and mourn you every-day.

 

© Wilderness Years 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

A show of daffodils by the A6091 Melrose bypass road These daffodils are on the northeast embankment of the A6091 near Melrose Roundabout. The verges of a 3km length of road from the roundabout to the eastern end of Melrose were planted with daffodils several years ago [562294]. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Eyes

29 Sunday Apr 2012

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Fantasise

and cast your eyes

over the mysteries

of your life’s long dreams

 

Philosophise

see through the lies

that tie you down

and cause you pain

 

Hypnotise

those who criticise

show them the way

that you now pave

 

Apologise

to those by your side

for our foolish ways

that caused them pain

 

Romanticise

look through rose eyes

for one true love

who will hole you close

 

© Eyes 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Apologize

Apologize (Photo credit: WolfS♡ul)

Tea for Two

27 Friday Apr 2012

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Tea in a Meißen pink-rose teacup 日本語: マイセンの紅茶カップ

Look in my eyes,

tell me you care.

Tell me the truth –

If you dare.

 

Don’t look away

from me again.

I know your heart,

I see your pain.

 

I know your mind,

I see your fear;

I look away

to hide my tears.

 

One day my friend,

we may be free,

to sit and talk,

and share some tea.

 

 

© Tea for two 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Bitter Sweet, Bitter Suite

23 Monday Apr 2012

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Bitter sweet, bitter Suite,

you break my heart again.

I gently hold you in my arms

try not to cause you pain.

 

This sweetness to be with you,

to see your face once more;

to cherish just one last sweet kiss,

before death slams the door.

 

Oh to be with you right now

to talk and laugh again!

For focus, love and clarity –

the calm before the pain.

 

You hold me tight and whisper,

but death clasps tighter still;

a grip around our fragile hearts,

it’s a bitter poisoned pill.

 

You try to look, you try to see,

but your eyes are not the same.

Could you even see me

when I screamed out your name?

 

The feeling of bewilderment

as you take your last breath.

You leave in anger, not in peace,

I can’t walk with you in death

 

Death claimed your heart, and you claimed mine,

you’ve gone where I can’t follow.

You’ve left me sad and broken down;

my heart is dead and hollow.

 

Bitter sweet, bitter Suite

the feeling’s still the same.

Life and death go hand in hand,

but the memories remain.

 

© Bitter Sweet, Bitter Suite 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Elizabeth Siddal was the model for Sir John Everett Millais’s Ophelia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Rainbow

22 Sunday Apr 2012

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A Thing of Beauty

You are as strange as a rainbow,
so rarely seen.
You seem real enough,
your bright colours gleam.
I cannot hold you,
touch you,
reach you,
I cannot find your source;
the calm after my storm,
nature with a force.
You are not solid
nor a fanciful flight,
with no use or purpose,
just a beautiful sight.

© Rainbow 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Self made rainbow, made in home garden.

Self made rainbow, made in home garden. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Standing in the Shadow

11 Wednesday Apr 2012

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Moon shining over the sea

Standing in the shadow of this mood

no longer ruler of my emotions;

visited by ghosts of a bygone age

I cannot shake the stardust from my eyes.

The silence is deafening.

The memories blinding.

With heavy heart and a trail of tears,

I dream the dreams from all those years.

The diamond flash of a smile or a look,

the scent of a memory.

What will be?

Will it be at all?

A roller coaster ride of life,

not knowing what to expect;

not knowing how I’ll react.

You see the sun, but inside I’m the moon;

do you not see the mask behind the veil of tears,

do you care or even contemplate the consequences –

of doing nothing?

© Standing in the shadow 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Swallow’s Farewell

27 Tuesday Mar 2012

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You took my dreams;

 

The swallows of my autumn years,

and banished them without a care.

You defiled and destroyed their virgin flight,

ones that remained have migrated to the winter sun.

 

So hopeful and fresh in the youth of their summer state;

but summer soon passed, and I did not see it happen.

The leaves of youth have fallen and…

the sorrow of winter tears cover them in frost.

I still hear their distant cries,

and the smell of their season.

 

I have their memories and the calls of their summer song.

So long departed, so far away, but…

I still feel the warmth of their summer.

Goodbye my Swallow friends, may you find

your dreams on a distant shore.

Dreams that are not mine, but can be lived,

once more…

 

© The Swallow’s Farewell 27/03/2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

Violet-green Swallow - Tachycineta thalassina

Violet-green Swallow – Tachycineta thalassina (Photo credit: slobirdr)

Grandma

17 Saturday Mar 2012

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Grandma
I went to your house today.
It made me cry,
I don’t know why.
Memories of Yesterday?

Your gate had gone.
The rooms were dark,
and walls looked stark,
no longer your home.

The door now green;
the windows shed tears,
for all those years,
of happiness no longer seen.

The men still guard,
the lion’s road,
from days of old.
Sweet memories hard.

I went to your house today.
It made me cry,
I don’t know why.
Memories of Yesterday?

© Grandma 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Paramour

06 Tuesday Mar 2012

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Within my mind I see your face,

still haunted by the sound of your laughter,

recalling the warmth of your sweet embrace.

 

All these I carry within my heart.

 

See my head turn as I hear your name,

watch my heart break when you touch my dreams,

the tears that burn with the memory pain.

 

All these I carry within my heart.

My lovely, lovely, paramour.

 

 

© Paramour 06/03/2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm