Empty Time

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The ticking of the clock

Echoes in the background

Minute by minute passes by

I am there and then I am gone

Lost in another world

No connection to what

I have left behind

Not even sure I still exist

Like I am suspended

Deep in a black hole

Where nothing exists

No sound or light

No hope or love

Just me caught in nothingness

Then the moment passes

The clock ticks again

And I am back in my chair

A little confused

But aware that time has passed

And I always feel like

I’m a little more broken

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – minute

Stolen Memories

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I went into the room

The room where he sat

Hoping to find him peaceful

Peaceful and having a good day

All I wanted was a spark

A spark of recognition

To show me he remembered

Remembered who I was

But today was like a nightmare

A nightmare of forgotten past

He said he didn’t know

Know anything about me

He said he wanted to go home

Home to see his parents

But they had already died

Died many years before

So I sit here as a stranger

A stranger to my father

And hope this awful disease

Disease that steals his memories

Will let him retain some pride

Pride in who he was once

I see in the mirror our reflections

Reflections of our life before dementia

And it makes me want to cry

Cry for all we both have lost

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – spark

Customer Service Please

Can I turn my life in

Can I get an exchange

Something more my size

Something easier to handle

I have felt so lost

I have dealt with pain

Now I want peace of mind

Now I wish for happiness

Please let me trade in

Please let me start over

I am so tired in this life

I am sick of being used

Can I please turn in my life

Can I please get an exchange


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – exchange

On The Road To Disaster

The car sat idling on the shoulder of the roadway.  Betsy was trying to use an old-fashioned map to find her route and it wasn’t going well.  Mike leans over and says, “Just let me check my phone it will be faster.”

Betsy shook her head and said, “This is supposed to be a no electronics weekend.  I hate to give up already and fall back on the Google Gods.”

“It really is no big deal Betsy.  I will just check the map online and then we can get to our hotel before dark.”

“Just please give me five more minutes to try to locate.  287th street.  Please?”

“Okay, five more minutes then I am turning my phone on.”

Betsy began to concentrate on the map again.  Suddenly she pushed her finger down on the map and said. “Found it!  We only have about a mile to go and we will be back on the highway.  Then it is just a matter of about 20 minutes, and we will be there!”

Signaling she returned to the road.  And took what would be the worst drive of her life.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – map

Perfect Dream

In pursuit of the perfect dream
I lost a lot along the way…
First to go was my mind
As troubles weighed me down
I felt as if I’d drown
Next was my heart
When I misjudged him then
I lost what could have been
Finally I have a body
That now rejects what I want
Memories of painless days only taunt
In pursuit of the perfect dream
I lost a lot of me…


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – pursuit

Abducted By Aliens?

On a day so bright and sunny
I went to meet my honey
But when I got there
To the special place we share
He was already gone
I ran out to the lawn
I looked left and right
He was nowhere in sight
As the sun beat down
I was wearing a frown
Then I turned to see
Him smiling at me
He was still in his car
Not very far
My imagination had run away
On that beautiful sunny day

Beyond Distant

The look in her eyes is far away

It is a look beyond distant.

She is lost in her own prison –

Her body shutting down

And her mind turning against her.

She sees a stranger in the mirror

And can’t remember family and friends

Habits she had for years

Are impossible tasks to complete.

She can’t be alone;

She needs supervision

For her own safety.

One night she slips away

To walk in the cold;

Looking for something

Or maybe someone

Only to find that

her blood cools,

her heart slows

…and she is finally free.

Day 74 – 100 Days of Happiness

This week started off really bad… I lost the diamond ring my boyfriend got me a couple of years ago and I was in a car accident – no injuries, but a very dented door from the lady who backed into me in the parking lot.  I was without my regular doctors visit to see my therapist because of the holiday.  Just really a week to run and hide.

Tonight was a bright spot however.  Although I was sure the ring was either lost in the works of the recliner I sit in or lost forever, tonight as I did the laundry I heard a clink on the floor outside of the dryer.  It was my ring!  I am guessing I either dropped it in the laundry Sunday night or it was caught in the clothes I had on.  No matter what happened to it, I am very glad I found it.  Maybe this is the start of a turning point for good?  I sure hope so.  I know tomorrow is gonna be good… so excited to tell you about it tomorrow as I am sure it will be the highlight of happiness for the day!