Dementia – Poem

elnavann on Mar 26, 2011

He used to be well read and eloquent and now he is almost silent.

Dementia

He had a way with words:

Recited Shakespeare to our

Unformed minds

Yet we trusted the foreign sounds

In his familiar voice

He had a way with words:

He told stories

Generated from his mind

To amuse and bemuse us and made us

Reluctantly close our eyes

He had a way with words:

His ironic stories

Published at last

And proudly shared

With life-long friends

He had done away with words:

No two words to be strung correctly

To convey the simplest thought

A thoughtful thoughtlessness betrayed

In the sad frustration behind his eyes

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Comments (13)

Lilliana F on Mar 26, 2011
i really like this- it is eloquent
TrevorS on Mar 26, 2011
Powerful imagery in this poem. Dementia is a growing problem world-wide. Well written!
Carolyn Cordon on Mar 26, 2011
You’ve spoken to my heart with this poem. Dementia stole my father from me years before he died recently. Dementia is one of the cruelest diseases there is.
Starpisces on Mar 27, 2011
you expressed it so well here.
DR.VNS on Mar 27, 2011
interesting piece. My father had dementia. I know what it means.
Ruby Hawk on Mar 27, 2011
Dementia takes it toll on the entire family. It’s a hard one.
Martin Kloess on Mar 27, 2011
very clever indeed. join us on let’s talk poetry on forum
LCM Linda on Mar 27, 2011
A sad poem that is very well-expressed.
aprilsong on Mar 28, 2011
nice poem
brbsoul on Mar 28, 2011
great expression of oneself.
gaby7 on Mar 31, 2011
I Liked it!
Erin Miller on Apr 10, 2011
Very powerful imagery. Very sad poem.
T. S. Lewis on Apr 18, 2011
You have a way with words…

Hi there!