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Death of a Minor

24 Saturday May 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in Death, Poetry

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Alex Carr-Malcolm poet, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Alexandra Carr-Malcolm poetry, cancer, death, grief, heartbreak, hospice, loss, memories, Mother, Mum, pain, Peak District, poetry, sorrow, tears, UK poet, Uk poetry, Woodhead Pass, Yorkshire poet

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I remember the daily grind through the Peaks;

from Hillsborough to hospice.

Morphine induced twilight hours,

brittle brown heather hair,

cascading watery cataracts,

crashing, weeping, winding.

 

I know each bend like the veins in my hand;

the outcrops and falling rocks.

Spray from the lorries,

thrown up, muddy teardrops,

sliding down the windscreen,

breaking limits, breaking hearts.

 

This is the road to hell.

 

© Death of a Minor 24.05.2014

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

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Of what do I Dream?

20 Sunday Jan 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Longing & Waiting, Love, Poetry, Waiting and Longing

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cottage, Derbyshire, Peak District, poetry, retreat, solitary, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire, Yorkshire poet

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Of what do I dream?

I dream of the Peaks,

a cosy warm cottage,

for solitary weeks.

 

A welcoming hearth,

and an open fire,

somewhere to sit,

and dream of the ‘shire.

 

A handsome oak bureau,

where I sit and write,

with an old lattice window,

to gaze at the night.

 

An old chiming clock,

to signal the end,

and an old scruffy dog,

as my one faithful friend.

 

Of what do I dream?

I dream of the Peaks,

a cosy warm cottage,

for solitary weeks

 

© Of what do I dream? 20.01.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

 

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