Thursday, November 25, 2010


Long ago, from your sacred nectar we drank
your life emptying its love upon us.
Today, narration of joys and sorrows
time indelibly marks its predictions
on your facade engraved...

Shadows prolong your stay.
Forgotten by those that mattered
you pray for darkness to end
this confusing state.
Alone you await your fate.

No merit to give or receive.
Your presence no longer cherished.
Perceiving your own corrosion
you hope to soon see the hand
that will mercifully discard you.


This is very sad. Mother-in-law (90 years old), whose favorite grandchildren rarely call or visit, spends much of her time sleeping then complaining of ailments.


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  1. deeply touched by your writing myrna - that's not an easy place to be - for none of you

  2. goosebumps ~ so sad yet beautiful...

  3. Deep. Sad. Never thought of grandma as an old forgotten chalice.
    PS: Your writing really is beautiful.

  4. yes, sad but often is this way...a mix of emotions. Thanks for stopping by and reading the gratitude was a joy to connect so many people!

  5. Sad. Troubling. So eloquently expressed! Myrna, you are so talented. I love reading every thoughtful and insightful word you write!

  6. a rusted trophy.. but a trophy nonetheless! beautiful and moving.

  7. *Sigh*

    Fearless poem

    Aloha from Waikiki

    Comfort Spiral



  8. Having lost my own grandmother a few weeks back I do remember how some of her favorite grandkids(the ones that lived in the same area) never did once come by to visit her when she was sick.... I could see the hurt in her eyes..... Namaste

  9. So true and so sad. Some old people are just the opposite. They have everyone fretting and fussing over them but they want to be left alone. Paradoxes!

    Joy always,

  10. So very touching writing...
    At least you have not forgotten her...
    As a young woman I worked in a retirement home in a hospital and saw many old people forgotten and lonely. I will never forget their faces...
    Have a lovely weekend,

  11. I know situations like this one. They are very painful. I hope her grandchildren wake up before it's too late.

  12. We all have family members who enrich and those who trouble. Too bad some cannot end with endearing love for all.

  13. Fearless moments of beautiful expression... sad, difficult phase for all involved. Would be nice if it was easy to set the pain aside and offer the support she so desperately yearns for. Unfortunately, it is rare that youth understands and is able to do this.

  14. This is such a beautiful poem for such a sad thing. It is one of the most horrible thing that we tend to discard our elderly people in this society when they are at a time in their lives when their friends are dead or dying and all they have is the family.

  15. A very powerful and touching piece of writing, Myrna.

  16. Old age is a cruel prison; young people have their own lives to lead and the aged are often side-lined.
    This line really touched me:
    'your life emptying its love upon us'
    It's so important to remember what people have done for us.

  17. Heartbreaking and sad. Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing.

  18. A poignant poem about the loneliness of the elderly. I, too, love the image of her pouring her love upon her family. Lovely and sad, a time of life with a lot of challenges.

  19. Powerful piece Myrna!

  20. Thank you for sharing this. Sending Hugs!

  21. See....we all love your writings!

  22. Oh my.. this was such a sad tale.. one's life devoted to all others around.. but when it comes to just a little attention from them, it somehow never happens!
    Beautifully written, Myrna... This particular magpie seems to have brought out so many different colors to our writings.. lovely!

    By the way, I am one of your group members at Poets United :)..
    I see you had stopped by my blog too.. thank you so much.. It's great knowing you!! And I hope to be regular at your blog from now on...

  23. Good one.......I have one from my school days....the only cup I ever got.