La Danse de la Mort

27 Sunday Apr 2014

Posted by Worldly Winds in NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dance of the dead, dance with the devil, naive, napowrimo, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, winter, Yorkshire poet

And ‘though you didn’t know it,

whilst young and naive,

you danced with the devil,

on that snowy winter’s eve.

You may ask how I know this,

as we danced ‘round the hall,

for whilst he lay sleeping,

‘twas I stole his soul.

As it all becomes clearer,

‘twas I that was naive,

as you danced with the devil,

on that cold February’s eve.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Rhythm, a sequence in time repeated, featured in dance: an early moving picture demonstrates the waltz. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Inner Bird

21 Saturday Dec 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Nature, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Bird, loner, poetry, Robin, Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, solitary, sorrow, UK poet, Uk poetry, winter, Yorkshire poet

Robin in the green,

camouflaged unseen,

always stands alone,

and in the summer gone.

Through arctic ice and snow,

you’re always there on show,

pitched on a handle’s fork,

whilst the gardener works.

Despite the bitter chill,

your sight brings festive thrill,

iconic feathered friend,

who stays ‘til winters end.

Solitary bird,

your song remains unheard,

hiding in the green,

camouflaged, unseen.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo Credit – Rotkehlchen bird/European Robin (Erithacus rubecula) from Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany. Suomi: Punarinta (Erithacus rubecula) Rheinland-Pfalzissa Saksassa. Français : Rouge-gorge familier (Erithacus rubecula) de Rhénanie-Palatinat, en Allemagne. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Pantun

15 Monday Apr 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Heartbreak, Longing & Waiting, Loss, Love, NaPoWriMo, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, heartbreak, loss, love, pantoum, pantun, parting, poetry, UK poet, winter, Yorkshire poet

The pantun is a traditional Malay form, a style of which was later adapted into French and then English as the pantoum. A pantun consists of rhymed quatrains (abab), with 8-12 syllables per line. The first two lines of each quatrain aren’t meant to have a formal, logical link to the second two lines, although the two halves of each quatrain are supposed to have an imaginative or imagistic connection.

I love you

but I let you go

I see through

the winter’s snow

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

15.04.2013

English: A snowdrop. Svenska: En snödroppe. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Winter’s Hoar

17 Thursday Jan 2013

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, frost, hoar frost, nature, poetry, spider's web, winter

No money can her beauty buy,

enchanting all she touches,

virgin white and transient,

the hoar frost kiss the bushes.

Spider’s webs of crystal tears,

furry leaves of velvet feathers,

stalagmite grass revering skies,

leidenfrost cloaks of weather.

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Hoar frost on a rose. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

November

30 Friday Nov 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, cold, frost, ice, Jack Frost, November, poetry, wind, winter

Jack Frost

bites toes

west winds

redden nose

solid puddles

don’t trip!

fleecy boots

non-slip

woolly mittens

snuggle fingers

rosy cheeks

breath lingers

icy weather

November blasts

shivering cold

winter lasts

© November 30.11.2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

november (Photo credit: flavijus)

A Little Decomposition

22 Monday Oct 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, autumn, change, death, impermanence, poetry, seasons, teardrops, winter

Amber autumn,

carpets the ground,

teardrop leaves,

fluttering down.

Her beauty has faded,

her season is gone,

the harshness reflected,

in the cold winter sun.

Summer swifts sing,

their final love song,

as they take to the wing,

they no longer belong.

She weeps tears of petals,

as her dreams decompose,

her lover has left her,

to winter’s repose.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Sophy, centre, in Autumn Leaves. Alice Gray is on the left. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Morning Hare

13 Saturday Oct 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Daily life, Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, autumn, frost, hare, leaves, ploughed fields, poetry, winter, winter hare

Bared earth

fallow fields

ploughed furrows

concrete puddles

frosted peaks

morning hare

runs wild

winter sun

bleached sky

mist hangs

heavy air

winter cloaks

autumn leaves.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Photo credit – The Hare that came closer… (Photo credit: Ian-S)

La Danse de la Mort

06 Saturday Oct 2012

Posted by Worldly Winds in Poetry

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, dance of the dead, dance with the devil, death, devil, heartbreak, loss, naive, poetry, soul, winter

And ‘though you didn’t know it,

whilst young and naive,

you danced with the devil,

on that snowy winter’s eve.

You may ask how I know this,

as we danced ‘round the hall,

for whilst he lay sleeping,

‘twas I stole his soul.

As it all becomes clearer,

‘twas I that was naive,

as you danced with the devil,

on that cold February’s eve.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Rhythm, a sequence in time repeated, featured in dance: an early moving picture demonstrates the waltz. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One Day

10 Thursday May 2012

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

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autumn, first love, heartbreak, loss, love, memories, poetry, reminiscence, spring, summer, tears, winter

How I lived,

loved, and

lost,

in a

day.

A crisp winter

walk. Breath.

November

skies so

fresh.

Suffocating summer

afternoons, spent

making love, in

your bedroom.

Passionate.

Autumn abandonment.

Love tossed aside.

Sad, bitter tears,

words said,

love dead.

Armchair reminiscence,

so long ago,

memories,

spring,

forth.

How I lived,

loved, and

lost,

in a

day.

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Waterfalls at Bahati Camp, the first of three camp areas in the Uluguru Mountains. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Swallow’s Farewell

27 Tuesday Mar 2012

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

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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, autumn, banish, dreams, farewell, frost, longing, loss, memories, poetry, song, sorrow, summer, Swallow, tears, UK poet, winter, Yorkshire poet, youth

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…

by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

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

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Tag Archives: winter

La Danse de la Mort

Inner Bird

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Winter’s Hoar

November

A Little Decomposition

Morning Hare

La Danse de la Mort

One Day

The Swallow’s Farewell

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