A Silent Cry
Viewing comments for Chapter 22 "Gap"Development of Alzheimer's Disease.
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Comment from Janice Canerdy
It's probably more common than you realize for people in your dilemma
to have horrendous thoughts about the very ill spouse and then feel SO guilty. This is such a vividly descriptive, heart-wrenching poem that touched me.
reply by the author on 21-Aug-2020
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It's probably more common than you realize for people in your dilemma
to have horrendous thoughts about the very ill spouse and then feel SO guilty. This is such a vividly descriptive, heart-wrenching poem that touched me.
Comment Written 21-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 21-Aug-2020
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Janice, thanks for the comment. So appreciated.
Comment from estory
You keep finding all these great images that articulate these feelings of the soul of a person lost within the body, and this is another one; the bowling ball. It resembles the head, but its dead weight and cold hardness speak firmly of lifelessness. The frustration is also there because all you can do is watch. estory
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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You keep finding all these great images that articulate these feelings of the soul of a person lost within the body, and this is another one; the bowling ball. It resembles the head, but its dead weight and cold hardness speak firmly of lifelessness. The frustration is also there because all you can do is watch. estory
Comment Written 20-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Thank you, for this review.
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written heartfelt poem about being tortured by survivor's guilt and dreams that theory into nightmares that wake you up frightened if a monster that doesn't exist.
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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A very well-written heartfelt poem about being tortured by survivor's guilt and dreams that theory into nightmares that wake you up frightened if a monster that doesn't exist.
Comment Written 20-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Thank you, Sandra, for the review.
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
These feelings are natural and honest and we want to escape the situation we are in but at the same time hope to stay forever, these emotions leave us feeling helpless, a poignant write, love Dolly x
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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These feelings are natural and honest and we want to escape the situation we are in but at the same time hope to stay forever, these emotions leave us feeling helpless, a poignant write, love Dolly x
Comment Written 20-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Thanks, Dolly, for the review.
Comment from Jannypan (Jan)
Your dream is/has become a reality of sorts to you, Marjon. It's like you are floating out of control. You know what is happening and are concerned. He cannot comprehend you or your actions as hard as you try. The 'dream' seems to win. I'm sorry for you eventual loss.
Thanks for sharing.
Respectfully, Jan
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Your dream is/has become a reality of sorts to you, Marjon. It's like you are floating out of control. You know what is happening and are concerned. He cannot comprehend you or your actions as hard as you try. The 'dream' seems to win. I'm sorry for you eventual loss.
Thanks for sharing.
Respectfully, Jan
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Jan, thanks for the review.
Comment from Suzanna Ray
Dear Marjon, this post definitely is well named, The Gap, because in every image, in every line, the horror of that gap is shown. No wonder you had nightmares that you recorded then, and trying to make the valiant leap you had to make each day just to care for a frail helpless body.
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Dear Marjon, this post definitely is well named, The Gap, because in every image, in every line, the horror of that gap is shown. No wonder you had nightmares that you recorded then, and trying to make the valiant leap you had to make each day just to care for a frail helpless body.
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2020
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Suzanna, thanks for an excellent review.
Comment from royowen
I like the analogy of being a bowling ball Marjon, which has no mouth or ears or hands or legs. It has to be pushed or kicked, it has no tongue, so it cannot speak, it's no use for companionship. It stretches though this nightmare to playing ping pong with your conscience. Beautifully written, thanks for this poem you've given me an idea. Well done, blessings Roy
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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I like the analogy of being a bowling ball Marjon, which has no mouth or ears or hands or legs. It has to be pushed or kicked, it has no tongue, so it cannot speak, it's no use for companionship. It stretches though this nightmare to playing ping pong with your conscience. Beautifully written, thanks for this poem you've given me an idea. Well done, blessings Roy
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Thank you, Roy, for the excellent review.
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Well done
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Bless you.
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Bless you.
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And you Marjon,
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:))
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Smiles.
Comment from Y. M. Roger
Well, Marjon, having not read the previous chapters (although I did glance at the one immediately prior to this one), this one is certainly a 'trip'... ;) :) But, trip or not (lol!), you've got great formatting and it reads smoothly with your chosen line breaks and such.... even if we're talking bout the guy's head on the ground (and is that your underwear?) here... ;) :) Thanx for sharing! ;) Yvette
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Well, Marjon, having not read the previous chapters (although I did glance at the one immediately prior to this one), this one is certainly a 'trip'... ;) :) But, trip or not (lol!), you've got great formatting and it reads smoothly with your chosen line breaks and such.... even if we're talking bout the guy's head on the ground (and is that your underwear?) here... ;) :) Thanx for sharing! ;) Yvette
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Yvette, thanks a lot for the review. I thought is was a frightful nightmare.
Comment from Janetsue
Dreams are stairways of observation into the deep recesses of our mental process and perceptions where emotions can exist that we were not even aware of. Dreams are pieces of jigsaw puzzles that, many times, do not even fit together in an understandable pattern. When we remember a bad one, we must not allow ourselves to be its victim. We can recognize that our brains can overreact to any situation and anything encountered, and we can willfully relegate their remembered nighttime negative expressions to a pitiful pile of fantasy-refuge. Your writing has a lot of depth, Marjon, and makes an engaging read. Distress, of course, is something real and I know that writing can help remove its smoldering fuse. --Janet
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Dreams are stairways of observation into the deep recesses of our mental process and perceptions where emotions can exist that we were not even aware of. Dreams are pieces of jigsaw puzzles that, many times, do not even fit together in an understandable pattern. When we remember a bad one, we must not allow ourselves to be its victim. We can recognize that our brains can overreact to any situation and anything encountered, and we can willfully relegate their remembered nighttime negative expressions to a pitiful pile of fantasy-refuge. Your writing has a lot of depth, Marjon, and makes an engaging read. Distress, of course, is something real and I know that writing can help remove its smoldering fuse. --Janet
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Janet, thanks so much for an explaining and uplifting review.
It is all over now, he died two years ago. All my poems here were written during his long illness. Even the author comments I tried to match the poems and its content. He finally died July 2018, in January of that year I had various horrible nightmares, but they all stopped after his death.
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I am so glad to know the nightmares have stopped. They drain so much energy and can even lead to depression.
Write on!
Janet :-)
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Thanks, Janet. And I certainly am writing. Each and every day.
Comment from BethShelby
I understand those feeling of being trapped in an impossible situation that is no once fault and if in our dreams we feel resentment, it is had to forgive ourselves. Those thought produce quilt for even dreaming such things.
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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I understand those feeling of being trapped in an impossible situation that is no once fault and if in our dreams we feel resentment, it is had to forgive ourselves. Those thought produce quilt for even dreaming such things.
Comment Written 19-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2020
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Beth, thank you for the nice review.
