Legacy
By
Copyright 1998
Thinking of “Downy”
for doing the laundry,
I penciled “s-o-f-t-n-e-r”
on my grocery list.
Frustrated, I drew a line
through it.
The second time,
I wrote “s-o-p-h-n-e-r.”
Panicked, I scribbled it out
like a child coloring.
FLASHES
OF MOM’S
ALZHEIMER’S
STRUCK
LIKE LIGHTNING
SINGEING
MY ESSENCE
WITH ZIGZAGS
OF WHITE-
Finally, I wrote “s-o-f-t-e-n-e-r.”
LIKE A DAM
BREAKING,
CASCADING
RELIEF
FLOODED
MY BODY.
I whispered thanks to God,
grabbed my car keys,
and went shopping .
*Published in Portals, Spring, 1999
Great Carole, makes you stop and think for sure.
ReplyDeleteCarole, great poem! I always have to think for spelling!
ReplyDeleteLOL, yeah it was pretty scary. thanks, Marlene and Pam.
ReplyDeleteWow. I can relate! So many of us with Alzheimers in the family get panicky when normal memory has a hiccup (or two..). Thanks, great poem choice!
ReplyDeletethanks, JOMO. :)
ReplyDeletePowerful poem and something we can all identify with in one way or another.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Juana.
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ReplyDelete=) Thanks, Carole! So true, Jomo and Juana - this hits very close to home for many people, I suspect.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kathy.
ReplyDeleteyou just had a senior moment!
ReplyDeleteGreat post and something to think about.
We all have those days when a certain word just does not look right no matter how we spell it.
Hugs
Patti
Thanks, Patti. :)
ReplyDeleteI think most of us can relate to that poem. It can be frightening, but they say (who are they anyway?) Just like being crazy, if you think you might be-you're not.
ReplyDeleteI hope your right, Backroom...LOL
ReplyDeletealways nice to read all the poetry on your blog! ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Cabin. :)
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