Day 25 NaHaiWriMO 2017

bird flies to and fro

taking care of her nest

I walk in circles


Today’s prompt was to use the word “to” in our poem. What do you think about my haiku? Don’t forget to go check out others by following the nahaiwrimo hashtag.

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Symanntha Renn


A poem on Dementia.

Dementia Sets In


The house has its blinds pulled shut.

It will let no secrets out today.

No songs of joy or sorrow float from its windows,

no lamp light brightens the lace at the sill.

It just sits there

As if it is confused;

are there enough flowers in the bed,

or too many?

There are no children playing

at the window or in the yard.

The house is usually bustling

with activity and noise.

Today we notice how still it stands

There is no opening of its doors

no water running from the hose.

What are the inhabitants doing?

Are they shut in because of sickness?

Are they away on vacation?

Is there a hostage situation unfolding?

The curtains haven’t fluttered in hours.

Where there was life and laughter yesterday

today there is only an awkward silence.


This poem is very personal to me. I have submitted it to a couple of different reviews/journals and have had it rejected and my heart can’t take this one being rejected again so I am going to put it up here and hope someone understands what I was trying to do with this poem.

Watching on Wandering Wednesday

sun setting in the clouds

Those who wake or watch or weep tonight

Lord be with those who wake or watch or weep tonight
Being awake all day what a sight
Be with those who weep for the dead
For all the things that were not said
I pray for those who awake to disaster
Hold us close to your side dear master
They watch tonight for a soul to pass by
Wipe their tears as they cry



Have you ever had to set up through the night, with someone who you knew could die at any moment?

It makes for a very restless night.

If you have ever been a caretaker, there is an online journal out there just for you. It is also for people who suffer from chronic diseases or who have recovered from major medical problems like cancer.

It is the Barefoot Review.

I have a poem in the newest issue.