Best Alzheimer Poems

Absent to surrounding ~ blessed with God's gentle touch.

3/28/2019 

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The Hours of Alzheimer 

12
It starts ticking away slowly
Longer needed to search what’s  known.
Watching the hand jerk 
Minutes passing
“Twelve is for noon, then?”
“Yes. ...

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Don't you know
I want to go home
Not where I live now
But where I lived long ago
In the house, where as a child,
I had grown

Don't you...

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Sleepless Night

Teardrops, bagged eyes, a way of sin
The mirror reveals a lost eternal soul
A conniving move against tonight's phantom glow
Voices circle around the insomniac moon
Like...

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He sits quietly in the corner of the room
and dabs his face removing the blood that
still gently trickles down his cheek. Flinching 
from the pain...

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He laid in bed almost asleep. I asked
him, " Dad do you remember me?"

     " I was your daughter, your only...

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A lone lion,
      the whiskers
      sniffing for something
      No sudden...

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Note:  Sundowning – Most commonly in Alzheimer and Dementia patients, Sundowning, is changes in behavior that get worse in late afternoon, evening and can...

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My love
I’m right here
Forever by your side
I am strong enough for two
Never will I let you down

It breaks my heart
To see your vitality
Slowly fade to...

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“Did you dream of me?”
She asks, opening her emerald eyes to the morning’s bright sun
“Yes, I did” I lie
I sleep little these days
“Was I beautiful?”
“You...

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WHAT IT MEANS To BE IRISH 
You won’t play professional basketball
Your cousin is a cop
Or maybe just a fireman
Your swearing just won’t stop
You think that...

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eyes empty dark pools
where are you my darling love


                ...

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Riverside, the house
had long windows,
the sort you step outside

My reflection from the outside,
and if I really stared
I could see into the rooms.

Chairs mainly,
with old Alzheimer...

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Do you ever feel like you are losing your mind,
Stand up and speak ~ would you feel so inclined.
Enter a room and ask yourself why...

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I called my mother the other day- just to listen to her voice
She answered dear Steve – yes this is me- how are you this...

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