I watch with expectation for the first sign of Spring
bundled under the comforter, seeing the snow fall,
as my mind wanders over years gone past, then I nap.
My mind, it seems is becoming like an old worn coil.
My retention is looser about what I did yesterday
I watch with expectation for the first sign of Spring
Springtime will come again, they say. So, I believe!
It seems so clear, yesterday I cut that red rose bud.
Bundled under the comforter, seeing the snow fall.
What little do those around here even begin to know!
I spent time today with winter, spring, summer, fall
as my mind wanders over years gone past, then I nap.
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Author Notes
Potlatch Club Challenge Cascade ~ week of 1-22-2021
Cascade ~ Cascade poetry is all about receptiveness, but in a smooth cascading way like a waterfall". *No set meter or rhyme scheme.
S1 L1 is repeated as the last line of S2, S1 L2 is repeated as the last line of S3, and so on until all lines in S1 have been used. The number of stanzas is therefore one more than the number of lines in S1.
I have two 86 year old sisters in laws who suffer from age related Dementia. One lost her husband of 60 years on January 1st. She sits everyday asking for her husband, as we sit with here just listen as she wanders through her seasons seeking him out
To learn more about Dementia refer to: https://morethancognition.neurologyreviews.com/
Thanks for the use of Photo by Glen Hodson on Unsplash
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