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Senility's Child
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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Senility's Child ~*Marge Tindal*~ She plays among the memories lost somewhere in yesterday Forgetting things in the here and now yet remembering those far away Why, it happened on a Thursday she is sure to say when telling of the stories flickering in the dim light of yesterday Sure that she remembers the exact day of the week or that it really matters when the story she repeats Forgetful things are not important until searching just to find something to remember anything will do just fine She tries hard to join the world on this November day but it's to hard to remember the ones that pass her way Fading in and out of today and yesteryear When she can't remember this minute she wipes away frustration's tear A smile of recognition tugs the corner of her mind She may be lost in yesterday but she doesn't think it's this time When her memory kicks into overdrive you'll see it in her smile Don't worry about Aunt Martha for she is senility's child ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Marge, You have a talent to bring create wonderful works of art. It is a sad situation when our relatives fall into this childhood playground they find, but I think it's what keeps them alive for today in their yesterdays. Great job here as usual. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Marge, This work should travel to all corners of the globe, and be framed and hung in every rest home or elderly care facility. You have captured senility in a light we seldom consider. "She tries hard to join the world", these words and the whole poem spark a tear of awareness of senility from the other side of the window - looking out. How wonderful, Marge Liz |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
LostDreamer~ Hon, sometimes their 'playground' can be more fun than facing society's reality. Thank God for the memories they have. I appreciate your reply.  Elizabeth, my friend~ Yes, the light of senility burns the brightest for those locked in it. I had to go 'inside' her mind to pen this one. So much do I appreciate your thoughts and observations. May all the 'Aunt Martha's' in the world be safe and content in the playground of their memories. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Thank you - on behalf of my 97 year old grandmother - who still usually manages to remember that I'm one of her own....  |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
You have expressed Alziheimers so wel with this one |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Nan~ You are so blessed to have your grandmother remember you ... and I'm sure she feels the same. Bless you. Hoot~ Yes, senility and Alzheimer's are so closely related. Senility seems a little more serene than the clinically-diagnosed Alzheimers. But, sadly, both hold loving souls captive. Bless you for your caring. *Hugs* to all of you for responding and understanding this piece. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Nicely done Ms. Margie...hope you're doing well kid....... |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Toe~ Thank ya' love ... and right back atcha' So glad to see you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Wonderful and loving view...Marge, of couse from you! Her fingers tremble now as she cradles baby time and the rocking rhythm inborn gentles sorrow as she forgets the unessential sequence of events and calls me by my mother's name and my child by mine and then herself a child again waits to be unborn. (written for my grandmother) Thanks for reminding me of her beautiful soul! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is a wonderful poem, Marge. Yes, thank God that they at least have their memories to live in. Well written, Marge! Denise |
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TerryW Senior Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 779Louisville, Mississippi, USA |
Marge, You astound me more and more evry time I read your work. This is a very touching subject for me, because my Grandmother is going through this now, and this poem touches me deeply. I could not have found a more beautiful expression of the thought. Thank you , you have given me much happiness by letting me read your work here. ~~~~~HUGZ~~~~~ Terry Terry A. Woodson, Jr. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Oh, Martie~ What a moving reply. 'and then herself a child again waits to be unborn' You touch me so deeply. ~ Denise~ Thank you, hon. How gracious you are. ~ Terry~ Thank you for the HUGZ ... they are greatly welcomed. Sweetie, just remember to try to visit her in her world instead of trying to bring her into today. It's so important to them to know that we care where, in yesterday, they are. Bless you. Hugs back. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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mariee66 Senior Member
since 2000-01-30
Posts 596Recess, OfYourMind |
This was so tenderly written, Marge~ < !signature-->My mother was an 'Aunt Martha'... God rest her soul~ Many people did not understand her illness, so they chose to stay away~ The few that remained by her side saw that she was truly a beautiful women-- inside and out~ It didn't matter that her mind wandered~ She could still love and be loved~ Your poem was magnificent~ Marie~ "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind." The Bard [This message has been edited by mariee66 (edited 03-27-2000).] |
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Danny Holloway Member Elite
since 2000-01-15
Posts 2034Tulsa, OK |
Marge, your mind and heart are vast oceans of feelings and understanding of the human spirit. How fortunate we are that the expressions of your pen light up our computer screens. A life isn't significant except for its impact on other lives. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Mariee~ Love, I am sure your mother - 'Aunt Martha' touched your heart everyday. Those that didn't take the time to 'understand' were the losers. *Hugs* Bless your memories. Danny~ You always take the time to say the nicest things ... and I thank you. I hope I can always share facets of life and understanding. Thank you again, sweetie. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Mariee~ Love, I am sure your mother - 'Aunt Martha' touched your heart everyday. Those that didn't take the time to 'understand' were the losers. *Hugs* Bless your memories. Danny~ You always take the time to say the nicest things ... and I thank you. I hope I can always share facets of life and understanding. Thank you again, sweetie. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Marge my Grandmother just celebrated her 90th birthday. She is getting a bit confused. I'm gonna send this one to my mom if you don't mind. I love how you've described this! Great work! |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Marge, I am forever trying to think of what I'm going to post to you because your talents are endless and you continue to write so beautifully that I'm always at a loss of what to say! Marina |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I was SURE this poem was about Toe!! All kidding aside, you've written a wonderful poem on a heart-breaking subject. My grandmother went through this. Strangely enough, SHE was happy...it was the loved ones that had a hard time with it. Makes you wonder sometimes. Beautiful writing, Marge. |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Vis Ad Libertatum They did plenty of damage in the strength of their bye-yon years when in combat youthful ability was ever poised for any who opposed liberties call to the free dad-in-law of White Fish Montana told us of stories in those horrid nights of how he knew every snoring soldiers different sound and was able to recite imitating each and every one for us telling how in one particular sounded like a bomb falling to the ground starting with a long whistling sound and then Garibaldi’s throat noises ending with a kerflub blub kerblup..! I guess I’m not surprised though ‘cause I figured if the enemy had ever heard they later would have run for cover too as it was best to fear and be alive rather than lie in sleepy hollow for a time that for the living seems endless now some forty years later dad’s been smitten with a stroke yet a new side is come forth from him as he how plays a harmonica and whistles hymns bringing smiles and tears of joy to those with Alzheimer’s who actually do recall just such their vis ad libertatum is one I may never know but I have the stories and well remember how they go yet troubled today’s dance upon my brow and I wonder isn’t it possible to eradicate a busy daz grime somehow without assaulting our complexion with the same old blood and muddy guts from a forgotten foreign land. (vis ad libertatum) Strength for Freedom For my father-in-law [senility runs long in my family, I can only pray] |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
WhiteDove~ By all means you send it to anyone you wish. If it touches just one heart .. that's all I could hope for. Just for the record ... if I make it to 90 .. I'm gonna be a 'little confused' too. Bless her heart. Marina~ Just knowing you read and enjoyed it is sufficient. Balladeer~ Wonderful point. We need to concentrate more on THEIR happiness than our confusion at their confusion. LOL@you Re - Toe ! Lucky~ Thank you. Beautifully rendered, as usual. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
Marge~ Such a tale and one so many of us can relate to. Brings back the fond memories of my grandfather that was so near and dear to my heart. What an amazing lady you are to tap into those feelings and thoughts. Thank you for the reminder and thank you for sharing Whatever strength I add to myself becomes my greatest weakness, while whatever weakness I'll consciously endure will be replaced with a strength that is not my own. G. Finley |
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Billy Bolden Junior Member
since 2000-03-27
Posts 23 |
Kudos Marge, I know you must love Martha very much. A fond way to remember anyone. You are a dear. BB |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
This is precious, Marge. My Grandmother and mother both became children before they died, and I found myself thanking God some days that they were able to live in such an innocent world, after all the suffering took so much from them. (both died of cancer) Thank you, Marge, for this. ~ Claire |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ButterfliesDC~ Isn't it ironic how easily our memories are stirred ... and how hard they try to stir theirs. So pleased that you liked. BillyB~ Thank you. Yes, she's special. I appreciate your reply. Claire~ To become 'as a child' has to be a little touch of Heaven before we get there. The cycle of life takes us back to the happiest days of our innocence. Glad to be able to share with you. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
This is simply wonderful Marge. I feel so sad when I think of the unfair struggle that senility imposes on such time worn soldiers of life. I have always had the greatest respect for fine gifts the elderly share with thier own and it is sad enough when their body fails them but when the precious gift of the mind falters it is terrible. This poem touched my heart deeply Marge I really feel it is one of your best. Lots of love to you take care.....ethome |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
Marge A smile of recognition tugs the corner of her mind She may be lost in yesterday but she doesn't think it's this time loved it..thank you for sharing {{hugs}} M |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
ETHome~ Your heart mirrors my own on this subject. The elderly of our lives should be considered National treasures. Warm hugs,hon. Maureen~ It was my pleasure to share this one with you and the other caring souls of Passion's. Thank you for taking the time to read it and reply. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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StarrGazer Senior Member
since 2000-03-05
Posts 679Texas |
Marge, this was great ... you've captured soem of the images I've tried so hard to express within your words ...Thanks for sharing this with me |
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