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Non Compos Mentis

How creeps the dark where life was brightly lit
  when he who once mighty is idly damned -
to watch destroyed an energy and wit
  makes concealed and sad a life long and grand.
Where the acquisitions of yesteryear 
  become a puzzle piece and not a whole,
where atrophy on each new day impair
  the bravest heart! The old sense! The lost soul!
I have seen the inconsolable grace
  and pride which inherit the living haze -
that robs all memory without a trace
  kept more sedentary in mortal malaise.
When my time draws nigh I pray of the twain
that body and mind this soul still remain.


               Written: April 2005
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Greenhough Avatar
April 14, 2026 at 9:55 PM
I'll second that. This was an interesting poem.
Sands Avatar
March 9, 2026 at 4:13 AM
Great poem and vocabulary. I like the ending too. Well done! :)
Trestrail Avatar
March 12, 2026 at 1:39 AM
Keep safe and well, Heidi.
Carmack Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 12:05 PM
A nicely crafted and impressive sonnet. Each line of talent and apt placement.
Trestrail Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 6:42 PM
Thank you, sir. A nicely crafted and impressive response. Each word of talent aptly placed.
Lawless Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 12:05 PM
This brought to mind the Dylan Thomas poem..."do not go gentle into that good night" "rave, rave against the dying of the light" Beautifully written Keith, had me pondering each couplet
Trestrail Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 3:59 PM
I am a flamethrower by nature but in the end the flame becomes a spark. Cheers John.
Parker Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 9:51 AM
Vintage KT...sa-weet, poignant, evocative piece...relevancy never changes in a life well lived, hard fought, communion bound.
Trestrail Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 3:39 PM
All I can say is memento mori and carpe diem! Stay classy.
Goldsmith Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 6:10 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful/powerful write. Have a blessed day/weekend writing away...............
Trestrail Avatar
February 13, 2026 at 6:49 AM
Cheers Paula. Some people think I’ve already lost my mind. It does wander off sometimes but always finds its way home. Usually a little worse for wear. Stop by anytime.
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