ALONE IN THE DARK


I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I feel something smooth.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells tickle my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer,
I’ve never been able to answer.
For I’ve been blind,
Living in the dark for years.

The nursing home is now my prison.
I sit alone, 
Ignored by the staff,
Poked by the nurses.

This is not the ending
I would have envisioned for myself. 
A darkness too encompassing.
A sadness too overwhelming. 

 

 

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ALONE IN THE DARK

ALONE IN THE DARK

“I sit alone by the table.
I hear voices around me.
Sounds of movement.
Sounds of life.

I reach out.
I can feel the smoothness.
A plate.
A meal.

Smells waft by my nose.
Aromas of chicken.
Sweet smells of  pudding.
Smells of life.

What color is the food?
Is the sun shining in?
Are the faces around me young or old?
So many questions.

Questions I can’t answer.
I can never answer.
For I am blind,
Have been blind for years.”

The anguish my mother had faced
For most of her life.
Her sight stolen from her
At a young age.
Loss of sight.
Loss of colors.
Loss of faces.
Loss of memories.

THE LURE OF NATURE

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THE LURE OF NATURE

The sounds.

Crash.

Swoosh.

Bang.

The smells.

Salty.

Fresh.

Fish.

The sights.

Blues.

Sun.

Birds.

The feeling.

Ocean breeze.

Wet.

Cold.

Nothing is like it.

Nothing can ever replace it.

HOW PERFECT

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Japanese Gardens – Portland, OR

Watch the water flow.

Down the mountain.

Over the rocks.

Carrying leaves and fish.

To new places.

To new sights.

Watch the fish jump and play.

The sun’s rays reflecting

on the smooth surface.

Listen to the soothing sounds.

The water splashing against

The submerged tree limbs.

How perfect.

How satisfying.

Dip your toes into the cold splendor.

That makes it perfect.

SOAR HIGH ABOVE IT ALL

Explore the limits of your imagination.

Let your mind flow free.

What do you see?

Imagine soaring above water with

mountains on both sides of you?

The sky above a deep shade of blue.

The wind ruffles your hair as you

fly by the beautiful landscape.

Will you land in the water or maybe

in the mountains?

Or will you continue onward to find

more sights and breath-taking views?

It’s up to you.

It’s your imagination.

THIS IS THE LIFE

e4rthy:</p> <p>Sunset on the Beach by Vitaliy Sokol</p> <p>BEAUTIFUL COLORS<br /> WARM SUNLIGHT<br /> SALTY WATER<br /> SOUNDS OF THE WAVES<br /> WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT<br /> YOU SAT BACK AND ENJOYED THE<br /> SOUNDS AND SIGHTS OF NATURE?<br /> NOT OFTEN ENOUGH.

e4rthy:

Sunset on the Beach by Vitaliy Sokol

BEAUTIFUL COLORS

WARM SUNLIGHT

SALTY WATER

SOUNDS OF THE WAVES

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME THAT

YOU SAT BACK AND ENJOYED THE

SOUNDS AND SIGHTS OF NATURE?

NOT OFTEN ENOUGH.

vurtual:</p> <p>Three seagulls (by Milko Marchetti)</p> <p>TO BE FREE!<br /> TO FLY WHEREVER YOU WANT.<br /> WITH WHOMEVER YOU WANT.<br /> BEG, BORROW, OR STEAL.<br /> THIS IS THE LIFE!

vurtual:

Three seagulls (by Milko Marchetti)

TO BE FREE!

TO FLY WHEREVER YOU WANT.

WITH WHOMEVER YOU WANT.

BEG, BORROW, OR STEAL.

THIS IS THE LIFE!