Familiarity of the nonexistent

Words discovered in a dusty brain

now misty echoes of rusty pain

In dark shadows lurks despair

crimson eyes through you stare

A familiar place you've never been

sleeping visions awake within

Broken hours broken sleep

sprouting from time one does not keep

Distant words spoken never said

sounds of dreams and of the dead

You'll hear as clear as you'll ever find

unspoken thoughts from a frozen mind

Broken memories strands unwind

cutting visions that bleed and blind

Beds of shadows in fears workshop built

from metal of ignorance and wood of guilt

Images that dim then glow

visions of places I do not know

Faces and places I hold so dear

now only past traces that become unclear

Reviews

[Marie]

Hhhhhmmm! I have read this amazing poem five times and still reach the same conclusion at the end of reading it for the fifth time as I did after reading it the first time. It seems as though it is an older person telling of what they are going through because they have Alzheimer's/Dementia? Superbly penned write, with so many different aspects sketched through excellent word choice to convey to the reader how difficult it is for a person when their mind enters a world that loved one's cannot enter with them. So many different facets in the poem paint a picture of that awful
disease for me, so similar to what I saw both my parents go through in their final days, bless all. A very poignant, heartrending but wondrous metaphoric write. Thank you for sharing, dear poet...

[Soren]

Thank you so much Marie for your most devoted attention to this piece and you interpretation that is most valued. It is most deeply appreciated.

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear poet...