Author: Carrie Page

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

Precious Payload

As though hung heavy the sun sinks slowly.
A brisk breeze bites at exposed toes with nighttime’s nip,
But are warmed well by the sun soaked sand.
As reflective rays dance upon water’s waves
A barge breaks the serene silence.
She anxiously awaits precious payload
As sea’s surf chaperons her husband home.

 

 

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Unseen

He’s right before their eyes
Still he remains unseen,
As though he’s an extra
In someone else’s dream.

His frantic pleas for help,
They seem to go unheard.
He begs them to listen,
But they pass without word.

He longs for only love,
Desires just affection,
One who will embrace his
Every imperfection.

Instead he walks alone
Through shadowy places,
Adrift upon this vast
Sea of nameless faces.

 

 

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A Gigi Post

 

Because I have been hard at work on Mayhem Genesis, I have not had as much time as I would like for new short stories or poetry. The book is getting there though, slowly but surely! I thought I’d let you guys know that I am a little distracted, but I am still here. When not working on my book, I get to spend time with this little guy. My first grandchild was born last Fall. He is such a wonderful baby. I adore every minute I spend with him. He’s getting big so fast!!

For his first 2 months, it was difficult to keep him awake. His weight dipped under 6 pounds after he was born. He had a lot of growing to do. It was exhausting work.

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As you can see, he caught up very quickly. He’s got rolls in all the right places now. However, he doesn’t seem to like the camera at all. The boy rarely cries, but when he does, it’s because you tried to take his picture.

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Thank goodness for the camera on my phone. He hasn’t realized quite yet that Gigi is snapping pictures during playtime. I watch him 1 day every week while his Mommy works. It is, hands down, my favorite day of the week.

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The 1 month photo by Weston’s aunt Alexis Hickman. The rest are from the Gigi Collection.

 

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Dark Clouds

Dark clouds of
despair
threaten like
a storm of
sorrow.
Ruthless beads of
blinding rain
saturate my soul,
flooding my thoughts
with memories
of loss.

 

 

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End of Day

The light holding my dreams at bay
Into the night it fades away.
I close my eyes, visions play
Until sunlight casts its first ray.

 

 

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