Poems from Aberdeen
61years old.Relatively new poet .Newly diagnosed with early dementia.
Using poetry as a means to stimulate my brain.
Catch me if you can
Said the rabbit to the farmer
With his gun gun gun
As they ran ran ran
They ran through dale
They ran up hill
But the...
What happens at death?
The curtains shut forever
Putting you in permanent blackout
It happens eventually
I believe that the body goes to...
Why do we protest?
To get our voices heard
Protest against government for cuts made
Protest against war and nuclear bombs
Protest against...
Jolly man dressed in red
With beard so white
Comes to visit but once a year
On a sleigh driven by reindeer
Leader with nose so red
Lands on...
Summers gone Autumns here
Trees begin to shed their leaves
Copper browns russet reds abound the ground
Ly on grass beneath branch and trunk...