Fresh As A Daisy #poetry #Alzheimers

A door is opened

some call it a prison

I am refreshed

you are there

dressed in yellow

your face lights up

moments float like petals

younger times

come to mind

we giggle

I take off my uniform

reminded of a perfect day

in a world

Alzheimers is a not allowed

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Stuck in 2 places #napowrimo #alzheimers #photography

Simultaneity is today’s Napowrimo topic

The Definition of Simultaneity is the relation between two events assumed to be happening at the same time in a frame of reference. According to Einstein’s theory of relativity,simultaneity is not an absolute relation between events; what is simultaneous in one frame of reference will not necessarily be simultaneous in another.

The silver ringed the moon
uniform, shiny squares line my brain
“it’s going to rain tomorrow”
the empty line was endless
what an unusual glow on my ring finger
monochrome seems to work
“my mind never makes sense anymore”
stars won’t get in tonight’s way
It’s too dark in my mind
all because of the silver ringed moon
***
Poetry doesn’t always make sense but sometimes it helps clarify the questions in your mind.
This poem is written in honor to the Alzheimer’s patients whom I dearly love and respect.

Shy and Sweet #haiku #alzheimers

 

 shy once more

sweet are the years’  memories

what’s his name?

*

one red one black

yesterday’s thoughts blow by

whose shoes are those?

Sharing this set with Ronovan Writes the theme this week being Shy and Sweet.

Alzheimers is a tough disease that robs the present. Walk on yesterday’s path with these folks and try to find the daisies still left to enjoy.

photography © moondust designs

 

The Specter of Old Age #poem #photography #elderly

Decay
The invisible specter
a master of fate
stealing vitality
weakness is the new state
**
clouds of  gray creep in
altering a once comely face
 the mirror an enemy
unrecognizable left in its place
**
 
the crafty meddler of the mind
spoils often the richest chest
scattering knowledge to the breeze
putting memories to the test
**
The specter takes everything
frailty and uncertainty remain
bent, gaunt, colorless, shell
a shadow is cast over nothing
 
I revived this piece from one of the original poems I posted on this blog. I wrote this while working as a private duty nurse for a dear lady of 90. I loved the bits and pieces of the word that I got to see in spite of the Alzheimer’s.  Alzheimer’s is devastating for the elderly and their families – one reason I cherish each moment I have with aging family members. Hug a family member today ~ just because…
 
This poem is selected to share with a wonderful and lively group of poets at Poet’s United. The Poetry Pantry give a weekly opportunity to share a poem you have written – join the fun!

Honey Where Are You? (Flash Fiction#Alzheimers)

I looked today

turned around

What did you say

Did you make a sound

“Honey I love you”

I heard her say

With all we’d been through

My memories at times seem so far away

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After speaking with a dear friend whose wife is captive in Alzheimer’s, I was inspired to write this Fiction for him, for her

Thanks to Monkey Man who weekly hosts our flash fiction in 160.  Amazing what people can do with a few words. Join us

So close yet … (Flash Fiction 55 )

So close…

like a gentle whisper

sadly…

it seems

a chasm away

***

far…

as a continent

yet…

space nor time

cannot divide

***

near…

to feel the pounding

in your chest

but…

unable to give

breath of life

***

far away…

as forever

never…

to be mine

day you slipped away

Go to the G-Man and read the fabulous Flash Fiction on that site.

Photo: Thanks  for “Ausable Chasm” by Dougtone

A Shadow of My Love

This poem is dedicated to a dear friend, Jean, who is suffering late stages of Alzheimer’s Disease.

“We don’t love you less though your memories of us are poor. You will always shine a light into our hearts.”

I awoke with a dream of you in my eyes

watching you took my breath away

I wanted you to be mine

***

I never grew tired of watching you

everyday to awake

the word “I love you” on my lips

knowing you were mine

***

I didn’t mind that your hair turned frosty gray

or that wrinkles lined your face

you were still mine

***

I visit you daily my dear

there’s  but a shadow of our love

I still cherish your smile vacant tho it may be

tho you don’t know it

you are still mine

Thank you Allegra Ricci for the poignant picture

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/allegra_ricci/483272086/)