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Standing Stone On Rombalds Moor

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Standing Stone On Rombalds Moor

(Told to me by a patient, when 
working as a
builder’s labourer at Menston’s asylum 1963)

This little middle aged lady,
watched and followed me
around for two days,
when I was working on a
renovation job, in Menston
asylum 1963.She told me this
tale over and over again about
her and someone’s (no name)
initials being cut into rock
on Ilkley moor. I’d almost
forgot about her, till I saw on
television recently a documentary/
drama based on the asylum at Menston.
Some of the scenes from the show
were uncanny in being almost
identical with her story told to me
Thirty-two years ago.

I was told that eventually
she would soon forget all things
relating to her past. What impressed
me, was how hard she was trying to
hang on; of course it was her only
salvation.


“I saw a rat
this morning, eating
on a brain.
A surely little thing
all furry and grey.
I saw a bright light
afterwards”/

“I tried to
grasp it but it was so
elusive;
like their warm
and tender love it only
stays a little while,
before the darkness begins
to shut out all the
things I cherish. 
I sing a song”/
“It helps to pass
the waiting.
I clean the
window sill try the
front door, it’s always
locked, somehow I know
my past is through there”.

Now I
cannot except the concept
of light then dark, the
adjustment is burning me
up.

Just as long as the
memory of my loved ones/
from the
light days of my life is
kept within me/
memories
of sublime peace and
simple innocents,
like
the standing stone on
“Rombalds Moor” Our
initials forever beguiling.

Sorry!    I have to go
it’s the rat/
he’s eating his
lunch again!

© Harry J Horsman   

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  1. Date: 10/15/2013 5:32:00 PM

    great poem and story mate... guess the rat nibbling on the brain , was loss of sanity again??? perhaps aware of it happening....surly might surely be? ...on ya mate

  1. Date: 9/7/2013 11:36:00 AM

    A situation that many find themselves in... My memory was turning into only momentary snippets at 52 from elipepsy... The memory's were there... I just couldn't hold them for long. Then they implanted a VNS(Vegus nerve stilulator) that mildly shocks my brain every 25 minutes... I'm lucky to live when I do... and to have got the help needed... it only works for 50% of the people and then to varying degrees... I was one of the lucky ones... I got my miracle and thank God every day. I'm 61.

  1. Date: 8/22/2013 9:24:00 AM

    Resurrecting memories of the past all times does not bring happiness and sometimes give pain too. Wonderful expression here you have done, my sweet friend. Loved always, bl

  1. Date: 8/22/2013 6:36:00 AM

    You told this woman's story so well. I have cared for the elderly since I was a teenager and I have seen so many fight to get through the locked door to retrieve the memories left behind. Well done

  1. Date: 8/22/2013 12:41:00 AM

    It is important that behind that locked door there are memories to search for, knowing they are there is what makes the searching worth while whether the door opens or not. xx

  1. Date: 8/22/2013 12:01:00 AM

    Harry, loved it There but by the grace of God go I. This is one of my fears for the forthcoming years.....Seren

  1. Date: 8/21/2013 10:03:00 PM

    This breaks my heart, Harry...it seems like Alzheimer's is a selective "rogue"wreaking havoc on the elderly.. Wonderfully written, her story tells it all. This is so painful and my hat's off to the love ones and caring caregivers that are in close contact with the victims. You would think that with the definite knowledge that we're all, sooner or later going to get old, enough money would be poured into research to find the cure! Great job! Always, Annalise

  1. Date: 8/21/2013 4:25:00 PM

    Oh....Oh...how touching! Yes...the thing that most stay with us are those things carved on our hearts! VERY moving write, Harry! Take care....PS...Does the second line in the second to last need to read LOVED ONES???? Just wondering! Hugs!

    horsman Avatar harry horsman Date: 8/21/2013 4:31:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Hey thank you Eileen, yes my d went awol, thank you you for that and for caring and for reading ,,, i will catch up again with your lovely poetry,,