Biographical Poetry posted January 16, 2012

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English Sonnet ... in the shadow of Parkinsons

Mountain Mist

by Warren Rodgers

It looms ahead like mountains draped in mist,
whose shrouded peaks grow steeper with each view,
my vision of the future, that persists
since Parkinson's Disease began to brew.

A stifling sting seeps slowly through my hands
to infiltrate the rhythm of my gait.
In sleepless nights it tosses out commands
demanding that my path not deviate.

But still I cling, believing it will bend
through grassy glens with gently sloping swales,
so I may pen a poem in the end
to serve as hope for those on rocky trails.

I've always loved the beauty of the hills,
it's just the jagged drops that give me chills.


Many people live each day with a progressive disease such as I do with Parkinsons. I feel lucky and grateful that my disease has not yet greatly affected my life except for stiffness and numbness in my hands, a hitch in my gait at times, and sleep problems. Although these are mostly under control with drug therapy, it's always in the back of my mind. When I see patients less fortunate than I am, I feel the need to write about it so others understand.

My poem is an English sonnet. 14 lines of 10 syllables each written in iambic pentameter. Three quatrains followed by a closing couplet. Rhyme scheme is abab cdcd efef gg

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