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Being Vivien

13 Wednesday Mar 2013

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Hollywood Gallery ~ Vivien Leigh, 1913-1967

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She was a terrier of a woman,

sharp and quick;

just a bit shabby around the edges.

Always practical,

not fashionable,

but more than capable.

She wanted to be Vivien Leigh,

and in her head,

she was…

the mirror says different,

but her eyes are kind.

Make do and mend,

scuffed shoes,

and split ends,

overlooked,

a drab wall-

flower

but her eyes,

are kind…

© Being Vivien 13.03.2013

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Hollywood Gallery ~ Vivien Leigh, 1913-1967 (Photo credit: erjkprunczýk)

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Reflections

30 Saturday Jun 2012

Posted by in Buddhism, Deep Stuff!, Love, Poetry

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Matterhorn (4,478 m, Walliser Alps, East side)...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I look in the mirror,

and what do I see?

A face staring back,

that’s simply not me.

 

I open my heart,

and what do I find?

A limitless space,

compassionate and kind.

 

I open my mouth,

and what tumbles out?

Harmonious words,

with truth and no doubt.

 

I search in my head,

what goes on in there?

A radiant mind,

pure, like clear mountain air.

 

© Reflections 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Matterhorn (4,478 m, Walliser Alps, East side) mirrored in Riffelsee, photograph taken from shore of lake Riffelsee. Français : Le mont Cervin (4 478 m, est des Alpes Valaisannes) se reflète dans le Riffelsee. Photo prise sur la berge du lac. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hiding

19 Thursday Apr 2012

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I’m sat in my favourite place

and nobody knows I’m here.

I’m hiding from the world

and allowing my mind to clear.

 

I’m sat in a comfy chair

while the world is bustling around,

I’m watching life at its best;

sat thinking, not making a sound.

 

My phone is set to silent.

I’m invisible for a while,

I sip my tea whilst pondering –

I’m happy, I gently smile.

 

Up the spiral wooden stairs

is where I like to be;

It’s my very special, precious, space,

and I’m keeping it secret for me!

 

© Hiding 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

The Tulip Stairs and lantern at the Queen's Ho...

The Tulip Stairs and lantern at the Queen's House in Greenwich by Inigo Jones. The first centrally unsupported stairs constructed within the first wholly classical building in England. Français : Les Escaliers Tulipe et leur verrière dans la maison de la reine à Greenwich dessinés par Inigo Jones. Ces escaliers sont les premiers sans support central et se trouvent dans le premier bâtiment réellement classique en Angleterre. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Practising

16 Monday Apr 2012

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Statue of Buddha in Vietnam

Quiet in the Shrine room

sitting, silent, practising.

Birds call out and sing

the song of the Dharma.

 

A dog in the distance eulogises.

Sheep call for compassion;

the cows quiet,

contemplating,

ruminating

reflecting.

 

The rain hits the hollow roof.

The gentle, muffled, shuffle,

Of one who is suffering.

An offering of focus,

clarity and

love.

 

The singing bowl sings

The candle flickers

The incense spirals

Time for release.

 

 

© Practicing 2012

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Statue of Buddha in Vietnam (Photo credit: Wikipedia)