Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

Bloody Parkinson's

Your hug is huge
unlike the rest of you –
which is rather small.

You loved to run as a kid.
Told us about ‘that race’
when the big six footer beat you by a hair
and the whole family cheered
‘Best bloody footrace we ever saw.’

I stroke your hair
(still auburn thick at fifty seven)
and listen to your eyes
as they try to hide.

Your voice
slurs just a little
‘You’d never know’
and your long fingers
(apologetic somehow)
hardly shake at all.

‘You look so fit’
they all told you at the party.
But you don’t, do you?
Not a bit.

Off tomorrow
back to Queensland.

Sad about the guitar.

Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008
Edited: Saturday, May 31, 2008

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  • Rookie - 7 Points Laurie Hill (4/19/2009 5:49:00 PM)

    The sadness within the love takes the reader by the heart. A beautiful write 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 865 Points James B. Earley (4/22/2008 12:04:00 AM)

    Bless you my friend.for sharing this poignant piece! Be well..... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alison Mary Dunn (4/19/2008 11:50:00 AM)

    'Your hug is huge' The first few words tell the story of your poem and make such a big impact. You express so well the inner feelings of two people dealing with this thing.
    'I listen to your eyes, as they try to hide', both beautifully loving and sad.

    Allie, I can't think what else to say. A difficult piece to write but no harder than the reality you both must face.

    Love Ally xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Philip Housiaux (4/18/2008 7:11:00 AM)

    Fine portrayal of ordinary moments of life, dealing with sensitivity of aging. Very touching. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie rajagopal haran (4/12/2008 8:24:00 PM)

    misfortune shows the other side of love..showered by the kith and kin....nice poem reaching the heart (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Paul Buttigieg (4/12/2008 3:02:00 AM)

    Love it mate........fantastic (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Original Unknown Girl (4/11/2008 8:47:00 AM)

    Wonderful penning, heartfelt and written perfectly, as is always your trademark Allie. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 140 Points Nimal Dunuhinga (4/10/2008 7:18:00 PM)

    It's really a suffering Alison after seeing your word portrait, you are a great poet-painter. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie David Desantis (4/9/2008 9:46:00 AM)

    This is a great poem! Your one of the best poet's I've read on here so far (I'm still pretty new to this) and it is clear that you have an obvious knack for structuring a poem excellently. I'd really like for you to critique some of my work (as i said im new to this!) feedback would be highly appreciated.

    thanks alot for sharing,

    David (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (4/8/2008 11:59:00 AM)

    My handsome, vital father suffered from Parkinsons's disease. And we also suffer
    with those who are so greatly loved. Jerry's son sounds like a great human being.
    He still has music in his soul. Ten for him and ten for your sensitive word portrait.

    Love again,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,070 Points Jerry Hughes (4/4/2008 9:06:00 PM)

    A compassionate word picture of Mark, my first born, and the affliction he carries with dignity and stoically. Thank you sweetheart. Love always, Jez (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (4/4/2008 1:21:00 PM)

    A sad but compassionate write Alison, sometimes we just don't have the right answers
    when others need them

    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 11 Points Andrew Blakemore (4/4/2008 1:08:00 PM)

    A very moving piece of work Alison. Parkinson's is a terrible debilitating disease. It must be so frustrating for both sufferer and those closest to them. You have really captured that in your wonderful poem. Andrew x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tony Jolley (4/2/2008 11:45:00 AM)

    Poignant for me too, that last line.... I play guitar too and wonder occasionally whether the lot of life may cast against my fingers' ability to hold a bar chord or use a plectrum.... Thanks for reminding me how much I take so very much for granted, and all the best to your Guitarist too (you're always a guitarist -even if you can't play anymore... you see the chord runs and feel it..... Tony (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Not a member No 4 (3/31/2008 5:36:00 PM)

    So tragic, and you capture it sparingly but very movingly Allie.To a guitar player that last line is incredibly poignant! A lovely loving tribute. xxx jim (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,237 Points David Harris (3/30/2008 4:43:00 AM)

    Allie, as I read this sadness clouded my mind. My brother-in-law suffers from Parkinson's and through the years I watched as he has slipped from our grasp. A once wonderful smiling vibrant man now left bedridden and helpless. You have written a beautiful poem and loving tribute. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend.
    David xxxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Coach Roth (3/30/2008 3:06:00 AM)

    Sorry I missed this first time around...what a beautiful portrait captured forever in words...a loving tribute that doesn't cheapen his memory or the pain of losing his memory...a bloody good write...race on...Coach (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Linda Ori (3/30/2008 2:08:00 AM)

    My father suffered from Parkinson's for many years. I watched a lively self-sufficient man become a shuffling, quivering shell of a person. It was very sad. Your poem hit me like a ton of bricks, Allie. So difficult when it affects someone near and dear to your heart. A very tender and touching piece.
    Linda xxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Roger Cornish (3/29/2008 6:06:00 PM)

    Very emotional poem Allie...
    I agree with Rebel:
    'an emotionally charged write Allie that really hit home.'
    I once helpe a man in a pub toilet who was ill with Parkinsons he was so cold, yet wet through with sweat! My Mam used to say....
    'If you have good health your a millionaire'..
    We all take so much for granted don't we?
    Lovely, compassionate poem.
    rxx. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie R H (3/29/2008 4:38:00 PM)

    Honest, compassionate and heartrendingly sad...these poignant lines reveal a brave face and the reality of such a debilitating illness. The final line emotionally charged write Allie that really hit home. j xx (Report) Reply

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