Charles Henderson Poet Villanelle

In That Place

She smiles for me each time I wake,
though whom she is, is status quo.
I pause and think, for goodness sake.

I love you mom, her voice will shake.
How do you feel, her eyes aglow.
She smiles for me each time I wake.

Then from the haze I slowly break.
Why that is Carolyn, although,
I pause and think, for goodness sake.

My world is dark more vague opaque.
I watch for that nice face I know.
She smiles for me each time I wake.

My world is pain and much heartache.
I don’t weigh options to and fro.
I pause and think, for goodness sake.

My choices are much fun to make,
I just say yes or hesitate,
She smiles for me each time I wake.
I pause and think, for goodness sake.


© 25 May 2011

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Debbie Guzzi June 5, 2011 at 5:58 PM yup yup so lucky a man! just flawless Charles excellent choice of repeating lines. Light & Love

Constance La France June 1, 2011 at 3:14 PM This is such a sad and beautiful poem at the same time Charles, so full of love, , you captured dementia perfectly, my grandma was like this at the end of her life, she had been my muse, the reason I write and in the end she did know my name, it was heartbreaking and difficult to watch her decline into emptiness, but like your love, she smiled all the time, I hope she was in a happy place, I would go to see her but she had no clue I was her beloved granddaughter~~

Laura Breidenthal May 28, 2011 at 11:26 PM Wow, a refreshing read, I must say! Amazingly written! Keep up the good work! ~Laura

Sara Kendrick May 26, 2011 at 2:44 PM Good one..This must be about an Alzheimers' patient..That is really hard when they don't remember who you are and are just in a fog..Thanks for letting me know that I misspelled a word..Sara

Carolyn Devonshire May 26, 2011 at 9:39 AM Eloquently expressed thoughts, Charles. I hope Carolyn is doing well. Having been a caregiver for a friend who died of cancer, this poem touches me deeply. If it's an entry for Catie's contest, surely she will be moved by your words. Great use of the villanelle form too. Love, Carolyn

Carrie Richards May 26, 2011 at 7:39 AM Such a poignant poem of love, and a path with which I am familiar. Very loving, soft, and heartfelt.

Kash Poet May 26, 2011 at 4:55 AM Very touching Villqnelle.Enjoyed...

Nette Onclaud May 26, 2011 at 2:16 AM a poignant feel around this brilliant piece, charles... much enjoyd and imbibed! soup mail