Darkness Rising - Dementia
by Brian Francis
Pyres rage burning tall in the fields of my mind
Glowing in the darkness’ consuming shadow
Memories drift in ashen clouds settling, obscuring
Fragments, memories clutter about like puzzle pieces
Cut from separate dies -- fitting only when forced
Names are lost to smiles and nods implying familiarity
confusion dances in the mind ticking out unknowingly
revealing discomfort at the lostness of this delusional
life deteriorating, melting away like a late season snow
leaving a bitter taste on the tongue as it fades
Posted on 01/16/2019
Copyright © 2019 Brian Francis
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/17/19 at 04:37 PM|
Very powerful message carried on the uniqueness of its syntax. Can strongly relate to this one Brian, as my dad had Dementia/Alzheimer's.
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/22/19 at 05:40 PM|
I have to hope this isn't you, you are describing.
Your descriptions and vocabulary are always rich, adding power to the piece.