forget me not

Cherry

By celticman

Tue, 01 Apr 2025
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9 comments
 

Limb by limb they say

In that ordinary way

Heart, diabetes and lack of breath

That means death

Best keep yakking in that slow way

So you won’t wander away

Leave me tae myself

Old and damned

Tae inpatient hell

Being old makes no damned sense

Sure, you mean no offence

Hands loose as a promise

Impossible dreams disembowels

Stuck wae yer own stink

Whit dae you think

You old flower?

Forget-me-not.

Certificate U
Poem
A room with a Glasgow View
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Turlough on

They remember important stuff from years back. Things dear to their hearts remain dear to their hearts. They forget only the things we want them to remember. Does it matter that today is Wednesday?

Turlough

Submitted by celticman on

Today is Wednesday, Turlough. How did you know? 

 

Submitted by Turlough on

When I used to go to care homes to visit clients the carers would sometimes get annoyed with them because they didn't know what day it was... even though they'd been 'told a dozen times!' Cruel, I thought.

Turlough

Submitted by celticman on

Lots of people shouldn't work in care homes (as you know) but care homes need lots of people that are willing to work long hours for poor wages so profits can subsidise rich folk. Obviously, win-win. 

 

Submitted by Turlough on

Aye. True but sad.

Turlough

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

poor people - you've captured them well celticman

 

Submitted by celticman on

thanks insert, for your rich commet. 

 

Submitted by Sooz006 on

It's a sad, sad thing. I never used to give it a thought, but I think about it al lot now. I'd like 60 more years. 

 

Submitted by celticman on

a mite/might ambitious Sooz. Settle for lowest number, multiple by three and divide by 2. Years left living? It can be a curse as you know, working in the  uncaring sector. Better to die, sometimes?