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Sunday, February 19, 2006
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These words came so strong to me when I saw this image.
the eaves surrounding
the roof topped
in grey -
of days gone by wander
in and out
of the attic that once
held a storehouse
and labled according
All that remains
are spiders and aging dust ...
a shell of
her former self,
she sits, neglected,
bound to a wheel chair
at a nursing home,
ignored by the staff.
(c) 2006, Karla Dorman.
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|A sad reality for many!!
I am with Ed M on this one!!
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|Powerfully said Karla, I see way too much of this each time I visit me mother...heartbreaking truth!
love and peace...Carole
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|potent and deeply disturbing write and sad to admit that in some facilities this is probably true especially when family loses interest in visiting.
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Such as sad write Karla but one that illuminates a very sad truth, poigniant write.
|Reviewed by Joyce Hale
|Ah, Karla, this is succinct, sad, haunting and so true in many many cases. Your words captured this picture in an excellent way. There should be more respect shown for the elders, but more and more our society is dropping the ball on personal responsibility and respect for others, especially the elders. Thanks so much for sharing.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Truly a sad part of our world today, Karla; elders were once respected and taken care of, even in many primitive societies; now, far too many busy modern family members have little time for them.|
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|It is really hard to work and produce all the years you were young and finally find yourself on a wheelchair in a nursing home without a family around. The feeling that there is someone who cares is a warmth without which we can not live. Excellent poem.
|Reviewed by Brian Pellerino
If you've ever sat wide-eyed at the foot of a grandfather and heard him tell a tale, or curled under the blanket of a grandmother's abundant spoilings, you are weeping now. The latter years are the reap of one's life. The time for sharing the crop of so many years spent toiling and learning. Sadly, much of this dies in the field taking its wisdom with it.
Peace and (((Hugs)))
|Reviewed by jude forese
|evolved socities respect the knowledge of the elders ... perhaps one day, our world will also ...
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Having done much volunteer work in nursing homes, you captured the scene very well Karla! It is usually the case that they are forgotten by their families as well which makes it a double whammy just when they need help the most! It breaks my heart!
I put you dad on the prayer boards for surgery this week.
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|I have a difficult time thinking of anyone living in a home and not having family there to check on them each day to make sure that they are being taken care of properly. No matter the state of mind of the individual, they still deserve to have their dignity preserved. This is a very sad situation that comes from the blessing of long life. Excellent poeming, Karla.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|I have already told Rene, no nursing homes for me, let me drive my car off a cliff, as long as I hurt no one else in the process, I will die with dignity doing what I love most...Ed|
|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
|Sadly this is true so often, all thos precious memories, no one wants to listen, all this wisdom, no one cares to share. An excellent write.
Lots of love, Birgit and Roger
|Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen
|A lovely, insightful age-flowing piece, Karla. Very compassionate.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Sad testament to our ever aging population of which I am one.|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Powerful, shattering, poignant, heartbreaking write that needs to be shouted from the rooftops! We MUST stop treating the "defenseless" like they were nothing. Very well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|You have hit the nail on the head Karla with this inspired and poignant write
We live in a material world where people are written off and dispensed with, when they reach a certain age, its inhumane and cruel
to resign the defenseless to an early and premature death
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Hard to look at, harder to understand how America has become so selfish that we throw our loved ones away with the guise that it "will be better for them." B.S. However, it is the acceptable way now. Used to old Indians went off by themselves to die, these days the nursing home is used to harbor the shells of souls until they finally have to leave this old earth. Thank you for writing this, it hurt, it was supposed to.|