Day 14. The challenge is to write a poem that delves into the meaning of my first or last name.
“Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle.”
― Lewis Carroll , Alice in Wonderland
I’d love to think I am noble,
incorruptible, worthy and honest,
good, upstanding and decent.
Named by the Angels,
made from the dust of stars.
Some have been named after kings and queens,
but Alison seems quite ordinary.
I was named after a girl they met on a ship
a random rendezvous
it never made me feel like I was special.
It was originally a boy’s name in the middle ages
then the Scots embraced it.
I fancy myself more an “Alice in wonderland”
having tea with the Mad-hatter and the March-Hare
becoming “curiouser and curiouser”
following the white rabbit
conversing with caterpillars and butterflies
fun loving and a wee bit crazy.
I would like to think I was named after my Mother, Alice-Mary.
I’ve been called Alley-cat
and son of Ali.
Not many are famous with this name
except Ali MacGraw from “Love Story”.
It doesn’t seem as memorable
as Angelina or Beyonce.
Alison means lover of animals and nature
rider of the super-tube
stargazer, cosmic swimmer,
flower admirer, barefoot believer,
braver than the rest
artist, poet and dreamer,
seer of light in every being,
believer in magic and the miraculous,
a follower of the mystics,
and all the other things I’ve made up in my head!
But I’m glad to be called Alison or Ally for short!