Shepard and Shadow
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”
Counsellor in Fleet, Hampshire
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”
Listening to tearful nonsense is a chore,
when something urgent could or should be done.
But wandering minds can’t bear to be alone –
nor space begrudge without a silent roar. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 2 – Flailing”
Knowing the known is known, though sentient fact,
affords no explanation, yields no clue
how best to cope – in essence what to do
where fogged cognition misconstrues each act. Continue reading “Dementia Sonnet 1 – Knowing”
When the pandemic first hit and we went into lockdown it felt surreal and I had a sense of ‘is this really happening’. During the lockdown we have had our own unique experiences and emotions evoked in lockdown are magnified. Being enclosed in our homes has given space for reflection on life and this may have released feelings suppressed through the distraction of life. Continue reading “Post Pandemic Anxiety – PPA”