Insufferable

Posted: April 4, 2011 in Poems
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Years submerged in dirty water,

Some drowned, defeated by memory,

Others remain steady on the surface, unwilling to shift.

Pointless excruciating life lessons learned, for it all to crumble back to nothing.

79 year olds fed with a plastic fork; have their shit wiped away by a stranger.

The face of your daughter, forgotten.

The name you were given at birth, stuck, fighting for freedom in the back room.

You lost the key to a room you were never meant to lock.

The Eve within you forced your worthless, aged hand.

We are the carcass that carries us.

We are the fragile.

 

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Comments
  1. last two lines were splendid. Alzheimer’s is not a pretty thing and you hit it on the head. Enjoy the rally!
    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/delirium-2/

  2. Jessica says:

    Here from Poetry Potluck.
    That’s a forceful description of old age. Well written!

    http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2011/04/04/moments/

  3. Jingle says:

    sad..
    well done.,…

    A++

  4. Ina says:

    This is a very good poem, you said it so well. The subjest though is sad. Old age can be that tragic. A scary prospect we all have to face.

  5. Very sobering, thought-provoking poem.

  6. Thank you all so much for taking the time to read my poem and commenting. I’m glad it’s working. πŸ™‚ So sorry I haven’t looked at anyone else’s submissions yet- I am having a mentally busy few days! Will take a look asap! πŸ™‚

  7. Evelyn says:

    “You lost the key to a room you were never meant to lock.”
    yep, know how that feels.

    “We are the fragile.”
    this too.
    nice chunk poem.

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