The Colour of Silence

The Colour of Silence

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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My Mother - Lost in Limbo, in a nursing home for the last four years.

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Heat on frozen lips, maternal steam.
Pleasing like the taste of Columbian coffee,
or fingertips easing away
those hapless cares on a lousy day.
Bright as a hundred watt bulb,
light illuminating a blackened room.

She chases shadows.
Brushes aside gloom tucked into tight corners.
Lavender balm soothes and calms
at the end of a phone.

She embraces a sweeping view,
moods of a fickle sea,
she relates from cushioned comfort
while sipping breakfast tea.

Back arched in a carver chair,
five counties east, as the crow flies,
I hunger to hear her voice,
receiver pressed to my ear.


There's a host of things I miss.
I can still plant a kiss when I visit,
yet it's the phone calls and the chats
and the fact that she can't converse
which hurts most.

But her eyes reflect her soul.
She is neither here nor there
and her empty stare speaks volumes.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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Heartbreaking words, Chris. When you lose a loved one who is actually still breathing, it is more tragic than their death could ever be. I can picture her in bed sipping tea and thinking thoughts of yesteryear. My heart goes out to you. That empty stare is difficult to see, but who knows what is happening inside her heart? She is still your mother. Lydi***

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Lydi**. I just hope she has some form of contentment in her world. That she has nice .. read more



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It’s quite cruel dementia for everyone involved, hopefully one day there will be something to take to stop the wood rot so to speak. Nicely written.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

I sincerely hope that day comes soon Andrew. Thanks for checking in.

Chris
you plucked my heart strings.. my Mom has been gone for a number of years now and I still miss her every day..

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olla

3 Years Ago

Yes.. I saw that you are dealing with a completely different kind of loss.. and I am so sorry for th.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you olla, and yes I will. She is still here and I am thankful for that :) Bless you.
olla

3 Years Ago

And you as well..
Heartbreaking words, Chris. When you lose a loved one who is actually still breathing, it is more tragic than their death could ever be. I can picture her in bed sipping tea and thinking thoughts of yesteryear. My heart goes out to you. That empty stare is difficult to see, but who knows what is happening inside her heart? She is still your mother. Lydi***

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Lydi**. I just hope she has some form of contentment in her world. That she has nice .. read more
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Silence has a colour, so true... Perhaps here a melancholic grey! The person who helped us to grow, when she is in such a condition, then it's heartbreaking. You can touch her, peck a kiss on her cheeks, yet her mind is far far away, on another place. I can imagine even meeting her frequently is no longer possible during this covid time.

It's a pensive write on a thing that most of our elderly people experience and the helplessness that embrace the other side who are forced to see this to their dear ones. I hope she is fine now

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Sima. Situation much the same. She no longer answers her phone and visits are infrequ.. read more
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3 Years Ago

Pls, have a faith on time, at least she can recognize you... My heart goes out to you. Pls be strong.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear one
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I can feel the pain within this poem
so terribly sad to see a love one in this
situation of life; especially when it's
your mom.. you express your deep
devotion in this emotional piece
so well done; Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Many thanks Fran Marie for your understanding. Your visit is appreciated.

Chris
Aww this is the grim reality of many old people in dementia and old people houses. We here can't keep our oldies there as we are expected to care for them ourselves with the help of maids. The slim oldies stay active in the home and thus healthier longer but the plump ones get sick and frail faster.
You describe her state in a very appealing helpless way that shows how much you care about her and the physical and mental distance and absence is conveyed in moving awesome way. Kudos!!!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

Thank you for the insight… I always think—
“There goes I myself”… but for Grace.. .. read more
S.zaynab.kamoonpury

3 Years Ago

I didn't get your comment dear. Are you comparing afghan women's faces to yourself? I think all wome.. read more
S.zaynab.kamoonpury

3 Years Ago

Plz do Watch at mins 3:23 to see how the western and their allies military presence had done nothing.. read more
Having worked for 12 years in a chronic disease hospital, I can relate to this one. Dementia takes away the loved one we once knew. I tried to help family members deal with the situation, but there is little one can do to bring comfort to someone who for all practical purposes has lost a parent. The body is there and and functioning, but the mind is somewhere else.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

You are so right John, there is little anyone can say or do. It is what it is and you have to learn .. read more
The colour of silence, the turmoil of limbo and the weight of loss especially quality of life. I hope you get to be with you longer before the day of departure. Heart-breaking poem with so much sad emotions.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Dear Sami, thank you for your understanding review. Really appreciate you stopping by.

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Sami Khalil

3 Years Ago

You are very welcome......
an homage to a loved one in an intermediary state
i can only imagine how difficult it would be to see a mother in this way
still physically there
but spiritually absent
the stark reminder of the person that was
in the one that still is
but is not themselves
an emotional piece
thank you for sharing it

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Somehow, I didn't acknowledge your visit and your very thoughtful response Saoirise, from quite som.. read more
I think I can relate to this heartbreaking and poignant write. My own grandma suffered through the same fate. Aside from my emotional motivation for liking this, the poem is brilliantly structured also. It captures the sadness in the most beautiful way possible. There are so many great expressions... "maternal steam" really makes me long for my grandma. I thank you for sharing this excellent piece!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Moon's fairest daughter (such a lovely name). Thank you for your review. So sorry about your Grandma.. read more

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