When someone you love is diagnosed with dementia as a caregiver your own life gets turned inside out as well. In fact probably even more as the caregiver. But really who knows? All of us are having our own experiences through our personal realities. Who are any of us to say what's real or not real in any given moment for anyone else.
For me poetry and music have been consistent ways to examine emotions and personal growth the experience gifts me. Recently, I have found myself, once again, pulling at the threads my emotions through poetry. Some how by placing one word next to another I am able to find peace with grief. But even more powerful, I have been able to unravel the gift of the journey.
Here are two of my most recent poems:
a cardinal rests
it’s frozen reflection
~ encapsulated
your colorful life stilled
in a lake of memories
Day 23
Today’s prompt is to write a location poem. I had a lot of fun with this prompt and sharing the metaphysical side of me.
A Place of Meditation
Deep breath in — I am
long exhale — Love
In — I am
Out — Love
In — silence
Out — thought
In the moment
out amid the universe.
In discovery — I am
out to the world — me.
In a state of being
outside limitations.
In my head dancing with light
outward my heart offers warmth.
In breath, I exist
out of vapor, I expand.
To read more location poems visit Poetic Asides.
Thanks Mom!
Love it..
xxoo