Dementia

Dooarkanew? – (Do-Are-Can-You?)

What does your mind tell your heart and your soul?

Does the spirit bring calm when your heart’s in turmoil?

Is your soul being troubled by the mind’s crooked steps?

Inner-self still assured that eternity’s kept?

What do you feel, when your mind isn’t sure?

When you feel, is your mind sent to some other shore?

Is your soul in disquiet, keeping step with your mind?

Can the essence of you, whisper that you are mine?

2/6/2019

Things

Things I can no longer do

Things you wont allow me to

Things I know I’ve done before

Things of which I’m now, not sure

Places I have lived and moved

Places bringing sweet soul-soothe

Places unfamiliar, new

Places strange I go with you

Names and faces everywhere

Names that bring a memory fair

Names which used to fit in time

Names of those who once were mine

My soul is floating fettered to

My anchor, firm, which cannot move

My view when lifted by this storm

My mind cannot define its form

Things were planned before my time

Places set in boundaries mine

Names and faces I have loved

My soul will fly to home above

18/4/2019