Utterances never to be made,

devoured by the quicksand 

of a mind stuck on the refrain

of dementia, lucidity 

in absentia; and though

the wheels of cognition

on occasion seem to spin, 

the will to endeavour speech

fades with facility, just

to hammer home the fragility

of an orchestra whose conductor

fails to be the anchor 

required to prevent discordant

notes which portend that

the losing struggle one 

is born into, is soon

to reach its tail end...

◄ Outfoxed

Trapped ►


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Brian Hodgkinson

Sun 20th Jun 2021 19:29

I work for a patient having this problem.

Holden Moncrieff

Fri 18th Jun 2021 01:20

Thank you for the kind comment, Brenda, I appreciate it.

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Brenda Wells

Thu 17th Jun 2021 20:48

Really captures the feel of losing someone to dementia. Your words demonstrate so well the hopelessness of the situation.

Holden Moncrieff

Thu 17th Jun 2021 00:47

Thank you so much for the comments, Stephen G. and Stephen A., it really is one of the saddest situations to witness.

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Stephen Atkinson

Wed 16th Jun 2021 17:42

Brilliantly telling it how it, sadly, is. Quicksand Indeed 👋

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 16th Jun 2021 15:58

Dramatic and direct treatment of a difficult subject, Holden.

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