Author: Carrie Page

Writer, Blogger, Published Poet, Student of Life, Free Spirit, Dreamer

Xanadu

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ “X”

So the letter “X” fell on my 40th birthday. I was tempted to post nothing but pictures of this date from different calendars all crossed out with giant “X”s. However, I’m not THAT mad about it. Besides, it was a lot more fun to write about my favorite place on planet Earth, my Xanadu, the cottage. My Dad has this amazing escape on a lake up north. There are no motors allowed on the lake. It is quiet. There is no cell phone reception. It is peaceful. We are surrounded by hills and trees. It is beautiful. We have fires and roast marshmallows. It is entertaining. When the silence needs to be broken, we ride ATVs or do some target practice. It is utopia.

Still
Pure crisp air
Placid blue waters
Escape to serenity
Peace
Calm
It is here that I am found
When life goes astray
My Eden
Home

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The beach house rules are easy to follow, and contain a few “x”s.

Why?

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ “W”

Why?
In all the galaxies
Universe wide,
Every star that lives,
Every star that’s died,
In all the worlds
That circle a sun,
Of those solar systems,
We occupy this one.
On all the continents
Across our planet,
In every country,
Countless do inhabit,
Generations past,
Or not yet conceived,
Every birth celebrated,
Or each death we’ve grieved,
Only you are you,
And this is your time,
An existence barely measurable
In the scope of mankind.
Do you consider it
When you look at the sky?
Do you ponder the unlikelihood
And ask yourself why?

Photo courtesy of National Geographic

Voodoo

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ “V”

Voodoo: One of many incarnations of African-based spiritual folkways rooted in West African Dahomeyan Vodun. Also, my kitty, the one in the featured image.

If you have read my short story titled Cooper the Cat, Voodoo is first introduced there as one of the surprises that Cooper had in store for us. I knew almost immediately after Voodoo was born that we would keep her. She picked me. She was the only kitten that didn’t run from my hand the first time we were allowed to touch them. On the contrary, she clumsily made her way toward it and played with my fingers. She was the runt of the litter. For a while, we weren’t sure she would make it. She was dropper fed for a period of time. Back then her name wasn’t Voodoo. Initially she was “Poe”. It felt a bit like a boy’s name so for a brief time we went with “Rogue” instead. It didn’t really suit her so soon after she got her permanent name, Voodoo. There is a potion popular to Louisiana Voodoo called “cure-all”. Jimson weed (which is highly toxic, so don’t try this at home), sulfur & honey are mixed and poured in a glass, which is rubbed on a black cat before the mixture is slowly sipped. Today our black cat is strong and healthy and a beloved member of the family.

Voodoo
Be wary a woman that kisses one cheek
And upon the other places two.
It is there she leaves her mark
On the victim of her hoodoo.

In your pocket place their hair
To give your foe a pang,
Or turn their picture upside down
And leave it there to hang.

Some advice for the cursed
Take bristles of a ritual hog.
Bear the bundle on your person
To protect you from the fog.

Perhaps not stamped by a hex
You simply lack good fortune.
Obtain a lock of a woman’s hair
And carry it as your talisman.

 

Image taken by Brian Page.

Utterly Uninspired

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ “U”

I had nothing prepared in advance for today. I wrote out a list of ideas for each letter back when this challenge began 20+ days ago. Even then I had absolutely no plans for the letter “U”. I figured that something would come to me eventually. This morning I got my coffee, I sat down, I grabbed the keyboard, and nothing. I read a little, I messed around on Twitter, I updated Facebook, and still nothing. Then I said, out loud, “I am utterly uninspired”. At that moment, this practically wrote itself:

I am utterly uninspired,
Head blank, pen tired.
Try as I may,
Nothing to say.

My mind is comfortably numb,
Wordless outcome.
Makes me crazy,
Brain so hazy.

Looking for a flash in this dark,
Seeking the spark
That lights a fire
And fills my quire.

Tattoos

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ “T”

I am a tattoo fan, a big fan. I got my first tattoo during a visit to Hawaii, on the island of Oahu, when I was 22. My second followed soon after during a subsequent trip to Hawaii, on the island of Maui. It didn’t take me long to want a third, which I got in Chicago. After that I took a good hiatus and didn’t get my fourth until just a few years ago. I actually had that done close to home at Love Tattoo. I do have plans for six more, so I suppose I should pick up the pace on new tattoos if I want to complete the list.

The featured image is my husband’s ambigram tattoo. Looked at from one angle it reads “Live”, from another it says “Life”. I love it. It conveys a simple, yet crucial message. I have plans to share pictures of some of my tattoos in a future post, so none of me this time.

I leave you with a poem about tattoos in tyburn form:

Painting
Lasting
Staining
Speaking
Needle on flesh, painting lasting dreams
Expressive skin staining, speaking reams