Home Nursing Poems

When I was younger, days moved softly,  
an endless waltz of hours beneath the cherry blossoms  
where I walked alone, convincing myself ...

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Old Harry, Hungry

Elder Harry was happy
Excited to eat, like a child versus old
Cookie was first stuffed, eagerly eating

Following was rest of his dinner
Pasta, was told

First,...

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that call, a face
    porcelain 
pressed against glass
and dead eyes wrought
from an attic room
    watching us

her name badge was
irrelevant
...

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Silent but Deadly (Written 2014)

In the heart of the nursing home where old folks stay,
Lived Erasmus, a man twinkling in twilight's array.
With a glimmer that...

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In the avalanche, I lost track of my guiding light.
I fled my fireside. I had to evacuate my homestead. 
Driven far astray by frenetic frozen...

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GIVE GOD THE CREDIT
Give God the credit for all things good,
Give God the credit, you know you should.
Even though you may create a poem
Or plant...

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On the way to the nursing home, we pass many beautiful sights. So many homes with pleasant yards, lawns, and flowers that delight. After so...

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I think it’s nice that people send each other friendly cards, or simply call on birthdays…or for Christmas…or Thanksgiving. 
And I’m so glad…when someone feels...

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Once there was a nursing home man called Fred,
at night he was found in an old gals bed;
with a great big happy smile,
his pajamas in...

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Old men
sit in wheelchairs, drool
warehouses for people...

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First night in his final place
My dad called me weeping
“Please Bobby bring me home.”

His skin like ice cream
Melting on handle bars
Plopped in his wheelchair
Square
In the...

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There is still frost on the roof tops and I wonder about all the silver haired souls 
that are wondering why they are being moved,...

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Apple blossom boogie
Whoopee Whoop Whoop
Double time and triple time
Have some vegetable soup

Fats Dominoes in the hallway
Shuffleboard too
Twist with Chubby Checkers
Add morphine to my stew

I’m catching...

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They sit and  stare
Some not aware
Sit lay bed alone
Lights turn on
Under
Nursing Home Care...

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Once there was a nursing home man called Fred,
at night he was found in an old gals bed;
with a great big happy smile,
his pajamas in...

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