DementiaA Poem by MarkDementia is a generic term used to identify various diseases of the brain including Alzheimer's. My father has it and this is a sort of tribute/catharsis for him and I.You learned to play Chess when I was eight. I taught you the moves and never again won. You taught me so many things; holding a gun with quiet aim, pedaling with skinned knee, to listen for Smoky baying at rabbits. Your mind was your prize along with your faith. Both so strong, determined I wondered how I could ever match up. You showed me love by sleeping while I flew. Engine roaring, props churning You showed me trust. You never mentioned my fear as we climbed towards the sun and you cut the engines turning plane into roller coaster. Fearless, you drove, you flew You believed, you focused. No problem could stand when your formidable mind took it. You taught yourself the language of machines, writing logical instructions creating structured beauty from radio signals. Such a sharp mind and a gentle soul. I don't understand. My sadness turns in my gut. Your mind was your prize second only to your faith. Do the ruins of that once sharp steel know what is gone, taken from you? As you sit so quiet on your narrow assigned bed I feel a keen sadness, pondering what you have lost. I pray to the great Power in the Universe that is, was, and will always be that I feel it more than you do.
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7 Reviews Added on April 15, 2012 Last Updated on April 15, 2012 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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