I know you sometimes
feel swept away by all the
choices others make for you
and it stabs at your soul not to
know what we know, that you are
trapped in holes of time and who
you are is a melting reflection
of who we know you are
inside your shrinking
golden frame.

Written for PAD  Day 14
Poetic Asides: Write a Stuck Poem

Image: Swept Away
Manipulated Pen & Ink Drawing
by Elizabeth Crawford

Theme: Alzheimer’s


8 thoughts on “Trapped

  1. That truly is a stuck poem JLynn. Been reading Terry Pratchett thinking how different his writing is now that he is suffering with Alzheimers. I agree with Misky, am loving your poems. 🙂

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