In Memor(ies) of Grace

 

IN MEMOR(IES) OF GRACE

Time passed at warp speed;
spinning days dwindle;
thoughts trace the lace
of invisible mind maps
flooded with memories
that ricochet, rarely settling
in the alcoves of clarity.
A narrow window opens
to reveal the curvaceous smile
of recognition.

2012-08-12
P. Wanken

 

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl’s Prompt #69: ricochet, invisible, curvaceous, narrow, maps, lace, dwindle, spin, warp, past, flooded, and alcoves. Also posted for Day 39 at “100 Days of Summer” — click here to go to their Facebook page.

Written in memory of my maternal grandmother, Grace, who was afflicted with Alzheimer’s Disease.

35 comments

  1. Here we go again! Yours starts with “Time passed with warped speed,” and mine starts with “Time ricochets by.” That’s too funny, Paula. Two weeks in a row we are echoing each other. High fives, girl!!

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    1. 🙂 Serendipity. I’ll be by, shortly, to read.

      Thanks for the great words week after week, Brenda. Some of my favorite poems comes from the wordles. I look forward to this prompt every week…even though I know there will be one or two words that are trickier to work into the piece.

      Anyway — THANK YOU for your efforts to provide such a great prompt week after week.

      ~Paula

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  2. We lost my husband’s mother to Alzheimers. You caught it very well. She immediately came to my mind when I was reading your poem. …alcoves of clarity and the smile of recognition. We saw them so rarely.

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    1. Most people with Alzheimer’s I’ve had interaction with have had that same “blank” look — it’s always such a treasure to get that moment of clarity.

      Thanks for stopping by and for your comment.

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  3. Beautifully written Paula, such a clever use of the Wordle words. I second your earlier thanks to Brenda: the highspot of my poeming week, a true inspiration to write the kind of poems or stories I would never have dreamed of without the Wordles.

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    1. Thanks for your encouragement.

      And…isn’t it funny? I remember how you would “grumble” about the wordles! They’re kind of addictive, I’d say. 😉

      *hugs*

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    1. Thanks, Sara! I didn’t get home very often toward the end of Grandma’s battle with Alzheimer’s…but when there was clarity, it was so sweet!

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    1. Thanks, Pamela. That means a lot to me…I appreciate the feedback regarding my use of a few words and still be able to convey meaning without losing anything in the process.

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