Monday, August 8, 2016


I exist in a limbo where memories slip 
from the tip of my tongue,

where sentences fade, incomplete  
  What was I just saying… I forgot…

Such profound loneliness in this place
where strangers surround me

Where is my family?
Where is my home?
Where are the people I once knew?

I cling to any kindness shown…
though I can’t find the words
      I still “feel”

In this ever-shrinking existence
images of my youth pass swiftly

and anticipation of death…
 no more loneliness nor pain

© Ginny Brannan 2016


  1. Beautiful, empathetic and heart-breaking. Also, finely crafted, Ginny. xx

  2. Such a poignant piece Ginny--beautifully written!


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