Monday, 15 June 2020

Poem for people who are disappearing

I have 3 family and friends who have dementia. I wrote a couple of fragments six months apart and realised that fitted together and added some more today.

Poem for people who are disappearing

Mist over the canal
Fog in the brain
When will it clear?

You were a shadow of your former self
But occasionally
You showed
Flashes of the man you had been
Witty, compassionate and painfully honest.

I am getting used to having
The same conversation
Over and over again
I try and live in the moment
When I am with you.

Saturday, 13 June 2020

A sense of peace - poem

A Sense of Peace

It’s not been the easiest of days

Maybe just another Lockdown day

Maybe feeling ‘under the weather

Maybe growing too old too soon

And yet….

And yet….

I have family around me

And in the late evening quiet time

A sense of peace envelops me