memories fall from her
family tree scattered
by a cruel wind
she tries to catch them
with outstretched
arms, to rake them into
a pile so she can jump in
to scoop them into a basket
and save them to fertilize
her failing brain
they tease her, swirling
around like smoke then
flying away beyond her grasp
she picks up the ones that
fall at her feet but they are
dry and crumbly dissolving
into dust in her frail fingers
Vanishing Memories
rhymeswithbug 
How sad to lose those memories ~ Admiring the metaphor of the family tree to failing/falling memories ~
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it is sad. thanks for you comment.
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dry and crumbly dissolving
into dust in her frail fingers
Such a strong & poignant image. Admire this write 🙂
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thank you very much
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Strong images to describe a fragile condition….
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This describes senility or alzheimers so well!
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A family tree is so literal for me.. it used to be so that every farm had a special tree… “care-tree” that was a symbol for the family and its prosperity… gathering leaves was so important for the livestock…
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I love your tradition!
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Sadness fills me with your words…
“memories fall from her
family tree scattered
by a cruel wind”
Sorry, it took longer to visit you – hope you enjoyed OLN.
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thanks for stopping by!
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Nomads of modern
days spread out
from villages..
two by two..
opposites of
ark they stray..
where togetherness
leaves.. loneliness
thrives.. an
answer.. an
approximation..
Interent hands..:)
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beautiful thoughts. thank you!
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Smiles.. Thanks for the inspiration.. my friend.. and you are welcome..:)
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