Losing Sight

Her world grew darker every day,
Once vivid colours faded grey,
And with the darkness came dark moods,
Inspired by simple things like foods
She couldn’t see, but had to eat,
Faceless nurses she must now meet,
Shoes put on the wrong feet first,
The wrong juice slurped to quench her thirst.
She knew she should be brave and strong,
What sight she had would soon be gone.
Her loss of sight came not with grace,
Tears would trace lines down her face,
An artist in her younger days,
Her blindness left her in a maze
Devoid of colour, ugly, dark,
She dared not venture near a park,
For fear of sights that she would miss,
You should go! Her son would hiss.
Her son, to her, was faceless now,
She must go on. She knew not how.

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Today’s prompt is to write a poem which explores how it might feel to lose one of your senses.

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9 Responses to Losing Sight

  1. colonialist says:

    This one is devastating!
    Now, what can I do with it …

    It’s more than just a rumour –
    Indeed, a certain bet –
    To lose one’s sense of humour
    Is worst affliction yet!

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  2. Excellent Pooky, the lose of sight is a terrible thing that so many older folk suffer. My own father had the same happen to him.

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  3. words4jp says:

    A sensitive piece written about a sensitive and serious subject. You can write such beautiful pieces about subjects that are heartbreaking, heart wrenching. You bring a sense of dignity which is so priceless…

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  4. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    Such a difficult loss we fear so much. I would certainly not deal well with this. When I saw your title without looking at the prompt, I thought the title was the prompt and I wrote a poem about Losing sight on life and priorities. Oooops. Oh, well, it got me to visit your blog again:)

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  5. Bastet says:

    This has been one of my worst fears … since from as far back as I can remember, I’ve always feared losing my sight and not being able to read anymore among other things. Well written and moving poem.

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  6. Such a sad thing that too many people have to face. Very well written, as always.

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  7. Very sad, but beautifully written, can’t imagine anything worse than the loss of sight, and along with it the loss of independence. This poem explores all these feelings and more, sensitively

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  8. wbdeejay says:

    A very deep exploration of this topic. I have often worried about my eyesight (I used to look at the sun a lot as a child) and wondered what it would be like to live without.

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  9. anumshafique says:

    It makes your heart ache for the person. 😦

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