Dementia’s realness with no lifeline,
The burning desires spills its ashes
On reality thru the twilight years.
Memories struggle against the power
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touching, very real... went through this with my mother... like this poem very much.
I of your blood, who love you so, Cannot let you go to the shuffle rooms of an Old peoples home. Your glazed eyes see thru me, Am I not real, a ghost her memory itself brings tears in eyes. evenreading this poem i cry such is universal character so wovenwith our flash and blood..10. read mine o, mother, mom i miss you, mmother and i wept..just reference
'Breakfast time approaches “Mum your tablets” You exude repetition “Before or after? ” “After mum, after'... touching scene Ken...visually eloquent lines...10
this is a touchng poem about another world where dsome one can't be aware about the time the person or the place..a sad feeling..well done..10++++
The nitty gritty of alzheimers. True facts. Witnesses it with an aunt, and also a dear friend. Very painful and unfortunate. Thanks Ken.