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THIS IS ME

This is me, still stuck at the keyboard,
Still spilling ideas onto the screen
With Hypertensitivity
Still going for that deadline
Still another shot at the prize
Intense and focused, can’t ever
Let it go. Obsessed, she said and left,
But cared I not a whit.
Inspiration was falling all around me
And I daren’t miss a clue. There’s a prize
To win and it’s waiting just for me.
And you can call me a silly twit,
But although that’s about the size
Of it, it’s my predilection just to write.
I cannot help it, I’m driven to it,
Just like a dog to the bone. I smell the smell
Of success just there in the wings,
And by god, I ain’t a gonna miss that chance.

And on this hallowed eve, by my cousin Steve,
I’m gonna stay right here by the punkin’ patch
And write, even if I starve to death.
’Cause there’s another idea here about to hatch.

And let the crows just eat me up for lunch
There’s a legacy that I must leave
And on this Hallowed eve
Here’s my poetry all in a bunch

And if I die right here, you can bury me
Underneath my computer keys and write
“Here lies my friend, obsessed right to the end,
With that cursed bug of writer’s fever,
Far more eager than a beaver
And he even forgot he had to eat.”

Alas my friend, farewell the prize,
But what you got was a dream behind the eyes
And your family bereaves you not.
You got the ending that you wrought.

So happy hallowe’en, you waited far too long
And the bats came out and ate you up.
They left the bones for the scraggy hounds
Those Baskerville ghosts that you read up
On…the ones that gave you groans.

Ha ha ha ha ha
They’re coming now to eat your bones
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha …

–H. W. Bryce

So, this cautionary tale warns you to watch that obsession of yours.
It could cost you dearly.
–from the mind of a once almost Alzheimer’s fevered mind.
Thanks for reading, and to you Alzheimer’s caregivers, your loved one might make about as much sense, but just get into the spirit and go along with it. Peace, my friend, peace.
Herb W Bryce

#Alzheimer‘s #dementia

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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