Perception
Her Vagaries of depth perception trends
to stumbling shuffle and a questioning hand,
as though each footfall falls on shifting sand –
a shapeless void she barely comprehends. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 8 – Perception”
Counsellor in Fleet, Hampshire
Her Vagaries of depth perception trends
to stumbling shuffle and a questioning hand,
as though each footfall falls on shifting sand –
a shapeless void she barely comprehends. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 8 – Perception”
I am struck by how covid-19 evokes a sense of detachment in many of us. To protect us we are not allowed to be within 2 metres of one and other, we can not hug each other and the detachment these restrictions are enforcing upon us are unusual human behaviours. Continue reading “Kindness and Compassion”
A hollow emptiness of days and hours
has heightened Jane’s dependence on my love.
Now spaniel like, she dogs my every move –
craving attention. Fine – but anger lowers! Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 7 – Smothered Synapse”
Confabulation borne, sights sought in thought
tumble, erratic, from her wandering mind,
people by ‘people’ of the phantom kind,
with strange embroidered fiction, finely wrought. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 5 – People”
My yesterday did not exist at all;
tomorrow an enigma, while today
I wonder as I while the hours away
if any visitor should come to call. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 3 – Shepard and Shadow”
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