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I began to write poetry of sorts in my twenties. Occasionally, in times of either deep angst or quiet solitary elation a muse would gift me with words. These times proved to be a blessing, and oft times a catharsis, for the emotional chaos that bubbled over me. As distractions were added to my life; job, wife, family and the mundane priorities t ...

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Mynah Birds And Passing Memories

- Thoughts of a dementia patient

Faces and memories,
Lost in time and space,
Like birds, flit by then flee.
Dark wings I see,
Bright eyes and smiles.
Upon my window sill they stay.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll remember yesterday.

Tied in time and space,
Locked room, bound to a chair.
Denied my explorations.
Disconnected decorations
The photographs,
Nameless portraits in a strange array.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll remember yesterday.

The meal bringer comes.
Food and basined water,
And sheets to make a bed.
The birds have fled.
She spoons the food
From plates upon a tray.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll remember yesterday.

The flower bringer comes.
Bright eyes and squawking.
Strange words are read.
A tear is shed.
Her hands cover my hands.
Now all the birds have flown away.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll remember yesterday.

The night bringer comes
To free me from my ties.
She leads me to a bed.
Strange words are said.
She strokes my brow.
I gently on my pillow lay.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll remember yesterday.

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