Dementia Sonnet 8 – Perception

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”

Dementia Sonnet 7 – Smothered Synapse

Smothered Synapse

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”