Memento Mori
By celticman
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You’re frightened by time
Last frolics of fading white lies
Risky, holding facts
You drop them from your dry lips
Search for them on the floor
Beneath your bed
In your head
How frail a thing your life
Ageing, the bullet in the skull
Dementia the stun gun
Badges of honour wrinkled skin
Your faded grin
Fading photographs of people you know
People like you
Love you too
Brain shrunk and rotten
Floating on a sea of cerebral-spinal degeneracy
The Pandora’s Box of your mind
Memento Mori of a different kind
Haunted by your old self
You become grey and pixilated
Shuffle away like everyone else
Forgotten who you are
Who you were
I forget too
To come and visit you
‘Bye, Mum,’ you say
I’ll come another day
When you’re better
Love you too.
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An awful illness
An awful illness for the victims and the families.
Your last six lines sum up the situation extremely well.
Very good words Jack.
Turlough
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I understand
I understand what you're going through Jack. Talking about better times in the past and telling her you love her might help her as your words might be getting through. But it's probably harder for you than for her. It's utterly heartbreaking.
Turlough
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So moving celticman - and
So moving celticman - and Turlough is right - worse for you than your mum. I'm so sorry you're going through this. Well deserved cherries
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"You become grey and
"You become grey and pixilated
Shuffle away like everyone else.."
That's a powerful, emotive poem.
From the heart, CM. The best way.
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It's really hard, the
It's really hard, the softness and fragility of what makes a person. Facts become "risky", "haunted by your old self" fighting fog that no one understands. It's a terrible thing for those in the battle and those left behind, and you communicate this heartbreak
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Words of love and despair
Words of love and despair. I'm really pleased that this is the pick of the day today.
Good on you Jack.
Turlough
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How cruel it is, getting old
How cruel it is, getting old and the accompanying fade. Relationships endure but seeing the rot set in on our loved ones certainly stings and there's the fear of seeing our future selves. Time really is frightening. A moving poem, celticman.
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A beautiful piece, celtic. I
A beautiful piece, celtic. I'm so sorry you went through this. It's savage.
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This is our Poem of the Week!
This is our Poem of the Week! Congratulations!
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Really good poem and lots of
Really good poem and lots of stand out lines. The searching for things struck a chord. Really honest and well-written.
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Painful and touching
I get this Jack. Going through it right now with my Dad.
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Heart jolting stuff, Jack.
Heart jolting stuff, Jack. Going through ths at the moment with my 93 year-old father in-law. It's rough all around. Rough when he asks me who owns the house he's been living in for the past 25 years. So sorry for what your going through. Best.
Rich
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