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Saturday, June 30, 2007

My Mother...Victimized With Dementia

My mother,
I have not seen her in years;
And, yet, I feel closer to her now
than, ever before.

We share the same Oceanic loneliness;
The uncharted isle of mental illness:

The hooves of horses beating in the brain...

Yet, in between
her days of missed dosages and receding pain,
are the occasional dreams,
laughs, and brief moments of sanity
between the insane!
John Tansey
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Raveendran . 01 July 2007
You use metaphors highly charged with thought and emotion.
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Mazey daisey 30 June 2007
i loved this! ...its as if i wrote it myself.....she has decended up to heaven pain and insanity free barefoot as she tiptoes thru the tulips happy as can be her pain and insanity was traded for my grief I prayed to God to do this for her he answered swiftly, much to my relief no more pain or insanity
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