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Date Added: December 13, 2007 04:12:54 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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A Vacant Stare.
To walk this earth in shadows bare
Seeking what is never there
The cloak of darkness trails behind
Consuming all that it can find
To vail the eyes in swirling mist
Devoid of smile and warmth of kiss
A vacant place bereft of tears
Where thoughts are turned by unknown fears
To shake and shiver in the gloom
Of one alone in empty room
The spirits shift, their aim to taunt
A lonely figure, pale and gaunt
Who sits astride a wooden chair
And clings to life with vacant stare.
Author's Notes:
On visiting a home recently, I passed a room in which an elderly gentleman sat staring vacantly into space, on enquiring as to his condition, thinking it to be dementia, a carer informed me he had been like this for many years, and all she knew was as a young man some kind of terrible tragedy had befallen him and that he had withdrawn from the world, despite all efforts nothing could bring him back to reality, as I looked into his eyes, something twisted deep inside of me, so I held his hand awhile, not a word was spoken, but I will never forget that look on his face and of such sorrow in his eyes.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on January 12, 2008 08:48:03 AM Report
OMG I was SO moved by this. I really do understand something that can affect a person so deeply they are never the same again.

 

Ali x

Comment By: FreeAdri on December 20, 2007 02:41:44 AM Report
Oh...  this brought tears to my eyes...  Life can be so tragic for some.  You captured it beautifully here, full of empathy, reality and sorrow. 
Brilliant job. 
Adri x

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on December 14, 2007 02:50:55 PM Report
You've captured the situation wonderfully with word pictures. Well done Graham.

 

~Barbara~

Comment By: FreeAngel on December 14, 2007 12:39:07 PM Report
It is so sad when this happens to people they withdraw from living really to where they feel nothing only numbness. To many times in these homes though they leave them sitting for hours with no stimulus and this is no good. I use to sing to them all the songs my granny sang and you know the light in their eyes showed life, it was party time even the ones who had dementia go up and danced and sang word for word. They need TLC and a lot off attention just like all of the human race. I will never forget how happy they were

 

Bless you for taking time to sit and hold his hand for this is all they need a little to late for this man it seems.

 

Beautiful

 

Love Angelxx

Comment By: FreeAmber P on December 13, 2007 04:24:25 PM Report
Sometimes even perfectly healthy people have that stare.  It's sad either way.  This is an amazing write.
Thanks for reading and commenting mine.

-Amber

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on December 13, 2007 11:25:19 AM Report
Sir Graham,
 As I read this it brought me back to times when I use to visit the nursing homes to see dear friends.. so many with nothing but vacant stares.. they were in their world where ever that was.. heartbreaking to say the least... ..So many with no-one to visit or even care..just stuck back and for gotton..so very sad... Hugs ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeGlata on December 13, 2007 07:51:14 AM Report
Oh heavens, Graham...this write touched a spot deep inside me...to see someone suffering like that with no way to express the torment inside...How I thank God for the release of writing. I don't know how people manage without outlets like this.

The write is perfect...the meter and rhyme wonderful...the subject matter...deeeeeeply touching and I will say an extra prayer for this man...God grant peace and rest to his tormented soul.

Hugs to you and your caring heart...

Glata

Comment By: Freeb doneff on December 13, 2007 06:07:39 AM Report
Graham, been there, done that, and this will stay with you forever. No way to know what he was thinking, no way to reach him with words, but I do believe in the pwoer of touch. I'm sure he needed that hand held. We all do..you are a kind soul.
This was just sorrow from start to finish but written well and thought provoking.
b





 


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