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Dementia
As I worked outside in my yard today,
An elderly man came walking my way.
He looked a little confused and lost,
I’ve seen that look before.
I tried to ignore him, I had things to do,
But as he looked at me, I glanced at him too.
I could tell by the look in his withering eyes,
That something wasn’t right.
He asked for some water and I said, “Of course”,
He was sweating profusely and his voice was hoarse.
I invited him to have a seat in the shade,
And slowly he sat down.
I asked if he needed a drive somewhere,
“Wherever it is I can take you there”.
He looked like he was wanting to speak,
But the words just wouldn’t come.
He reminded me of someone I used to know,
So very many years ago.
A frantic young woman came up the walk,
She couldn’t believe her eyes.
She thanked me for being so patient and kind,
I assured her I really didn’t mind.
Sadly I smiled as he said to her,
“I just want to go home”.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: test last few words
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
mark
8 months 3 weeks ago
Hello Stevo
I like this style of the odd last line as you make them fit very well.
Keeep them coming.
Thanks,
Mark
Stevo
8 months ago
Thank you
Thank you