8:00 A.M. Nursing Home Journies.


9:00 a.m. Nursing home Journies.


Pale blue eyes

watery with sentiment

parchment skin layered

by times creases.

Old veins like blue ink tell a tale

up the arms and the legs of the frail

no longer circulating outside this place

they are clots that society slowly

is dissolving out of sight and mind.

The sour stench of

old urine and baby powder

mingles with the crooked smiles as you pass

row after row of chairs wheeled

but going nowhere strapped to a rail.

Resigned they remain with other straps

around their waist...the waste of years .

I am sure that these ancient souls

locked in wheelchairs all day

in nursing homes and rest homes

are never really truly there.

They are out running through

the memories of childhood again,

that surround them clear as spring water,

laughing and giggling in a bubble

of time that holds them in a rainbow

of fragile but endearing moments

playing hide and seek with reality

till death releases them from

the sweetness of yesteryear's anesthesia

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seasoning 6 years ago

if only it were so simple, if only, nice hub

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MFB III 6 years ago from United States Author

well we don't really know do we...what goes on in the mind of an 89 year old strapped in a chair all day, oblivious to what's around them...I hope it is this simple cause i'll be there soon enough as will we all.~~~MFB III

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Darknlovely3436 5 years ago from NewYork

sad situation

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