Sunday, December 27, 2015

Dementia--By Annie Jenkin--England


It crept in deceitfully
almost imperceptibly,
Snatching a word here or thought there
Leaving defenceless those who care,

Confusion is disguised as ribbons of lies
and thought retention unravels before our eyes,
More bold and open it erased memory
crushing remnants of personality,

Kindly words viewed with deep suspicion
provoking erratic aggression
Comprehension faltered...
then forever deleted.

Inability to dress,
read a newspaper
or handle a fork to eat their dinner,
Dissolving dignity into the abyss... 

Annie Jenkin lives in Plymouth, England. Having not written poetry for many years, Annie has returned to poetry writing with enthusiasm. Her writing explores several subject areas that are insightful, humorous but can also be sensitive.


  1. My best friend is forgetting me and it is heartbreaking. She calls me by another friend's name at times and doesn't recognize my voice. I wish there was a way to help her keep her memory. I send her cards and hope she enjoys them even if she doesn't remember who sent them. It is a most horrible disease. Your poem expresses this well and is brilliantly written. Blessings for a wonderful New Year Annie. Aloha, Connie

  2. ANNIE, Your moving and sad poem about Dementia was so expressively written. It reminds me that life is not a given. Thanks

  3. A very well written subject about something difficult to write about! Thank you!

  4. touching & heartfelt write, my friend x