Golden linings for cracks.
My first (ever) and second haiku of my life followed by a couplet... no idea how they are...(#2 this is my reality)
This is to bring some kind of awareness to sundowning, I found out about the illness and it inspired a poem out of me. I write about the fading of the mind into obscurity. Its bit dark.
A poem questioning the permanency of the world as it once was. Describing the beauty of the universe as ephemeral.
a poem about a golden boy who has lost his shine and his mind.
Lucy the lover, Lucy the dreamer, she'll keep you up all night.
is it bad that i remember the worst, but not the best?