Monday, March 20, 2023

My Thoughts Slip

            My Thoughts Slip


Last night dressed for bed

looking down at the blanket

wondering what we'll do this winter

when it is cold again- then startled

when I remember it is winter now,

and I am embarrassed

ashamed...


Time and time again my thoughts slip

as more and more shadows become 3-D

reality.


Days of the week blur- months- years

all blur, faster than the speed of light

thoughts bend, names get lost

words falter, fall away, I lose my mind

I think, as I lose my memory, maybe... 


But I feel,

I feel kindness,

I feel love,

I feel beauty,

I feel safe sometimes

so very safe


by my self. 


                    poem & copyright ©2023 Anne Selden Annab

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