David Meade Poet Haiku

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I know that many of you reading this note have experienced a loved one who has suffered from Alzheimer.  Losing someone to Alzheimer and/or dementia is a slow lonely road to travel.  The heart cries out – “where are you”  . . . . “come back to me” . . . . . “take me with you!”  It’s a lonely, lonely road to travel – actually two roads:  One is a downward journey into the vastness of the mind, the other a lonely hard packed gravely road, a survivor’s road.  Both must be travelled – but at last -- not together.

Live Generously,

 

David

Haiku 20 Heart Cry

eyes empty dark pools
where are you my darling love


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To all who have been touched by Alzheimer -- To the weary travelers – take heart – love still abounds

David Meade

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Mahtab Bangalee February 23, 2019 at 7:17 AM in this dark eye pool the journey of love is never ending!///

Andrea Dietrich December 26, 2014 at 9:29 PM yes, I think I may have viewed all your poems now!! this one too.

Sara Kendrick November 7, 2014 at 9:55 AM A great movie to view and a book to read about this disease is "The Notebook" by Nicolas Sparks..The book was based on his grandparents so I have read..Thanks for all your visits to my page..I have opened up a contest..Sara

Andrea Dietrich November 6, 2014 at 11:23 PM so poignant. I have seen its devastation. I really like how you did this one.

Tim Smith November 5, 2014 at 7:50 PM I love how you describe it David. I watched my father go through this..There are some great support groups out there. Cheers Tim David Meade November 5, 2014 at 9:09 PM Thank-you for sharing about your father and support groups. You know first hand the many "mini" deaths you go with this disease. Without support groups the trip would be unbearable. All the best and your poems are awesome which gives wittiness to your great talent.

Jan Allison November 5, 2014 at 4:36 PM Its straight into my favourites David my mum has dementia its a cruel cruel disease that robs you of the person they once were and it robs that person of their dignity:-( Hugs Jan xxx David Meade November 5, 2014 at 6:10 PM I am sorry to hear about your mother. It is a cruel disease for all involved . . . I have travelled this road many times with family and friends . . . your not alone but the pain and isolation is crushing. You will survive -- not unscathed -- but with love. Be strong and courageous with love and hugs.

Charmaine Chircop November 5, 2014 at 4:30 PM You described the illness so well.I just hope that where they are they feel safe..I just feel to hug such people and assure them they re going to be ok..Heart touching! David Meade November 5, 2014 at 6:13 PM Hugs, love, tears of prayers -- they all help especially for the care takers . . . all the best.

Trinity Biles November 5, 2014 at 1:10 PM Thank you for this piece. <3 Trinity Biles November 5, 2014 at 7:00 PM Thank you. Blessed be David -TJ David Meade November 5, 2014 at 6:14 PM I enjoyed your poem today . . . light and love.