Harry Horsman Poet Quintain (Sicilian)

Sweeps Her Broom

Weaving the literary loom
Words marry, blends warp and weft;
Fell in love a splendid groom
Soon his death leaves her bereft,
In haste writes of worldly broom.

She wrote of flame on chilly nights
Old men reliving the war;
Victims all of infinite fights
Witness the scars on faces they wore
How they jest to shroud phobic plights.

Life began a thread from the womb
Now her misdeed that of old?
She sits in her lonely room
Case of dementia, we are told
A silhouette of life’s long bloom.
 
© Harry J Horsman 2022

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Joe Maverick April 16, 2023 at 2:28 PM Quite a haunting tone and copy of real Life Harry, this write will cover many lives Harry '

Sara Kendrick November 18, 2022 at 4:36 AM Alzheimer's or dementia is a sad way to go, but they say that the person who is living in it doesn't know what is going on just the family who are heartbroken. One of the saddest things about it is that it is no respecter of persons because it effects rich, poor, young, old, male, female and all races. It is good that she could weave those words in her lifetime though. Thanks for sharing this one and for dropping by my page. Sara

Linda Alice Fowler October 27, 2022 at 9:30 AM Fabulous poem, traumatic ending. Love that last line Harry. hugs, Linda

Bill Baker October 27, 2022 at 9:20 AM Nice Quintain, Harry. A very sad poem though. We all must come and go. Have a great week my friend! Bill

Jennifer Proxenos October 24, 2022 at 10:14 AM WOW this is excellent, awesome poetry which only Harry Horseman can write. this poem is certainly a winner for it is written with the knowledge and ability of a poet whose poems are all mesmeric. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Sotto Poet October 19, 2022 at 6:41 PM Harry, you did an excellent job. I really liked the flow of your poem, which painted such a horrible image yet did it in such a lovely way. The story comes to a tragic but realistic finale.

Andrea Dietrich October 19, 2022 at 1:17 PM such a tragic picture but so beautifully portrayed.

Vijay Pandit October 19, 2022 at 11:19 AM Enjoyed the flow of your poem--expertly done, Harry. Sad ending--but true to life.

Tom Cunningham October 19, 2022 at 10:58 AM Sad to see folk's fade away with that condition Harry, its like they're already gone. Tom

Victor Buhagiar October 19, 2022 at 10:15 AM Alas my wife had dementia. But she died from a heart attack. Beautiful poetry.

Deb M October 19, 2022 at 9:19 AM Beautifully penned and so very sad Harry ….dementia is such an unkind cruel condition for the person who has it and their loved ones. Debx Victor Buhagiar October 19, 2022 at 10:15 AM I know what dementia is. Terrible disease. Victor