25 Friday Apr 2014
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Alex Carr-Malcolm poetry, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, metaphysical, napowrimo, poetry, serendipity, UK poet, Uk poetry, 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
21 Monday Apr 2014
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, memories, Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall,
it’s like you never left at all,
with brass plaque small,
upon your bench,
stating Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall.
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall,
I never met you at all,
but in my mind,
you were gentle and kind,
and enjoyed the flowers,
that climbed the wall.
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall,
did you hear the birds that called,
enjoy the butterflies at play,
watch the sunset every day,
as I’m seated on your bench,
it’s like you never left at all.
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall,
it’s like you never left at all,
a small brass plaque bears your name,
upon that seat that once cradled your frame,
the song thrush calls for you again,
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall.
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall,
and though your name in letters small,
your memory will still remain,
through winter snows and summer rain,
as I sit upon your chair,
Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall.
© Miss Eileen Leckonby Hall 21.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
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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16 Wednesday Apr 2014
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Big pants, humour, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
A lady of a certain age,
adjusts her wardrobe,
to engage.
According to her needs;
to please her comport,
and ease discomfort.
That’s why I am,
wearing big pants today;
in order that I can,
Keep warm my back,
and show no crack –
the days long gone,
of scanty clad,
and frilly frills,
dressed to thrill,
send passionate pulses
palpitating – No!
I’m wearing big pants today,
and – just in case…
Of what, I know not,
I’ve packed two extra pairs!
© Big Pants 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
English: Drawing of cat wearing pants (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
15 Tuesday Apr 2014
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, inspiration, muse, napowrimo, poetry, protagonist, UK poet, Uk poetry, writing, Yorkshire poet
How I wish,
you were around,
to keep my feet,
upon this ground,
to clip my wings,
and whisper this…
Life’s a play –
protagonist,
don’t give up,
and don’t give in,
it’s just a game,
that no one wins.
© Protagonist 29.01.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
The thrust stage of the Elizabethan-style theatre at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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14 Monday Apr 2014
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, grief, heartbreak, napowrimo, pain, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
Do you know,
the other side of me?
Where the grass is greener,
and the soul is darker.
Do you know only,
my second face?
Not like the rest,
the one I keep for best.
Do you know,
if this is sunny side up
heads up, tales down,
turn that frown
upside down?
I think you know,
Little Miss Sunshine,
but have you met Judy
within or without?
Do you know,
the essence of me?
Not that of vanilla,
of sugar and spice,
but one of fear.
Do you know,
the other side of me?
Where the grass is greener,
and the soul is darker.
© The Other Side of Me 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Punch and Judy’s Carribean Vacation (Photo credit: _william)
13 Sunday Apr 2014
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Alex Carr-Malcolm anthology, Alex Carr-Malcolm Tipping Sheep (the right way), Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, anthology, napowrimo, poetry, publications, Tipping Sheep (the right way) Kindle, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
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09 Wednesday Apr 2014
NaPoWriMo – Day 9
Today’s challenge is to put your ipod on shuffle and pick the next five titles to include in a poem. Well I did cheat slightly as I have quite a bit of classical music on my ipod and they would be near impossible to include in a poem! Here is my attempt – not brilliant, but the best I could come up with!!
06 Sunday Apr 2014
whirligig washing line
purple pegs on parade
budding Bob blowing in the breeze
spring garden limes and greens
tilted table bows to the birds
solitary snail discarded
sparrows chirrup
regardless
Spring Garden 06.04.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
(Budding Bob is our apple tree in the corner – so named by my son because you bob for apples!)
02 Wednesday Apr 2014
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Muse, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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Aether, Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Aquilo, Arianrod, dreams, metaphysical, Metaphysical poetry, napowrimo, Nereides, poetry, Sirens, soul, stars, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
Of what do I dream,
when I close my eyes?
I dream of the sea
and the star filled skies.
From constellations above
I would fashion a crown;
a cloak from the sea
matches my moonbeam gown.
I roam in the heavens
with Arianrod and Aether.
I swim in the oceans
with Nereides beneath.
With heartbroken Sirens,
sing laments to the seas.
With Aquilo the wind
I sing songs in the breeze.
When I close my eyes,
to this earth I’m not bound.
Neither time nor dimension
can tie this soul down.
© Dreams 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Nereides, 1902 by Gaston Bussière (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 