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An anniversary picture reaches for my hand dusting his charm reflected from window’s ray, his smile buoyant as air more clear than any sun recalling how my instinct felt he was the only one. We promised to link our lifetime eternal, and yet, in a click of time, he fell drained by some incurable strain hazing his memory; forgetting the warm love that knitted our arms… I cringe; dear life ,sanctify us from harm I pray his eyes reaching out, though living in another realm and this varnished portrait I now hold with tears cannot fade, cannot erase his smile bursting my veins. Here, in a room with cinders as coffee tunes, my flesh, thin flesh grows hungry, a bit angry about his world unknown to him and me : a jungle tested by stillness or steel… he remembers nothing of moments brewed in simple joys and discoveries, our bodies once locked on subways and parks, tongues livid with laughter popping shrieks darting on tall trees,giggling, giggling. i freeze... My black coffee freezes at the damn thought of other human arms embracing tight, not alone. I cling to my beloved, wishing I could give half of my mind to fill a space of his dementia. i close the door gazing at him, chair-bound…
i am absent today.
Frank H., What Would I Have To Give... by nette onclaud

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  1. Date: 2/11/2014 8:26:00 PM
    Frank has good taste.... love. SKAT

  1. Date: 1/16/2014 4:35:00 AM
    Oh mercy me Nette...This is so very sad but very sensual too (Whew!) I can't help wondering if this is from a real life experience? You are the best you know that? Beauty, intelligence and LOADS of talent. What a combination...

  1. Date: 1/15/2014 6:26:00 AM
    Inspiring thoughts to give up something to relive and congrats on the fine win, nette

  1. Date: 12/17/2013 8:56:00 PM
    You write the most eloquent masterpieces. Your work gives me chills within waves of emotion. Have a wonderful holiday season:)

  1. Date: 12/16/2013 8:35:00 AM
    Nette, betimes in much younger years, I'd have the occasional mental dalliance but then thankfully lived long enough and gained sufficient wisdom to realize that the great number of things one might give up in such pursuits far exceeded the value of their momentary pleasure. I gaze ruefully at those who have net yet learned this lesson.

  1. Date: 12/15/2013 5:42:00 PM
    Oh Nette, what a sad poem about a devastating reality of life. You have been able to convey the utter helplessness that relatives and friends feel when the disease attacks a loved one. It's good to remind people that there is work to be done. Your poem does that.

  1. Date: 12/15/2013 10:53:00 AM
    Very sad atmosphere is screened here with nostalgic memories. Master piece indeed. Loved always, my lovely friend, bl

  1. Date: 12/15/2013 8:26:00 AM
    A very beautifully sad poem my dearest friend Nette! Kudos on this outstanding write! TYSM for sharing. A winner for me. I'm sorry, can't stay long at soup 'cuz tom. we've class again. Super duper busy until before Christmas my dear friend. I'm longing for school holiday/break. So sad, I can't go home. My uncle is leaving soon. Advance Merry Christmas. love lots & biggest hugs, Leonora

  1. Date: 12/15/2013 5:44:00 AM
    Sad and beautiful at the same time Nette. At the end when even you are not remembered, is the hard part. An example of superb poetry. Anne

  1. Date: 12/15/2013 5:42:00 AM
    Sad to see one we love go the road to slowly or sometimes swiftly becoming totally absent but yet here..I have experienced it with my husband's parents and with my mother..Thanks for stopping by..Sara..P.S. I have heard that adding coconut oil to a person's food helps bring them back..

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 10:22:00 PM
    What a sad poem and a devastating condition for the loved ones that must watch on helplessly. I don't know what inspired this excellent write. I hope it wasn't a first hand experience. Very well done.

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 9:16:00 PM
    an intense one, Nette. Halfway through it I started to realize you were writing of dementia. It's a DEMON that people must live with . Very good ending!!!

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 8:29:00 PM
    Nette...I believe you are all the great poets of past reborn into one beautiful soul for us in this time now..speechless...thank you. I wish to shake your hand

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 7:01:00 PM
    very deep and beautifully penned piece

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 5:39:00 PM
    It's very hard to feel it go as well as to watch, but what can be done [sigh] BIG HUGS Light & Love

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 4:34:00 PM
    such a sad but beautiful write, Nette

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 4:24:00 PM
    A wonderful poem, with so much beauty in it's sadness. You are one great poet Nette. I enjoyed this read...peter

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 3:17:00 PM
    The despair, the dire wish to regain memory loss.The beauty of hope goes deeper than the scars." I am absent today" is denitely metaphoric. Viva! You know how to hit the chord!"

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 12:55:00 PM
    Wow Nette! This one blew me away... The power and force that flowed from your heart spurred by such intense love. Empathy wishes to wrap you in comforting warmth of a friend. <3

  1. Date: 12/14/2013 12:49:00 PM
    It takes an indulgent heart and a highly perceptive Soul to compose a charged poem such as this melancholic story. Thank you for sharing your illustruous art, Nette.