Jane Meyer

*15 Minutes - Poem by Jane Meyer

Another one for Cassandra.

15 minutes
spent playing the guitar,
reading a book,
watching TV,
talking on the phone,
surfing the web,
swimming in a pool,
laughing with friends,
eating dinner,
taking a shower,
planting a tree,
working my hardest,
performing for an audience,
thinking about life,
writing my thoughts.

My life has had a great many “15 minutes, ”
yet I can still pick out the worst.

15 minutes
spent listening to your rasping breaths,
feeling your heartbeat weaken,
realizing I’m soaked in your blood,
waiting for supposed help,
letting tears roll down my checks,
wiping my nose on my sleeve,
begging you to live,
looking into your unfocused eyes,
praying for you chest to rise again,
hoping for a miracle,
willing to do anything to help you,
thinking about the pain you must be in,
wishing you had been just two inches to the left,
trying to calm your spasms,
stroking you broken form,
wanting to do so much more for you,
regretting my mistake,
knowing things won’t be alright,
watching as you die.

(It was a 15 minute car ride from my house to the vet’s office, where there was nothing that could be done to save Cassandra. She was only 7 and a half weeks old when she died and it was all my fault.)

Comments about *15 Minutes by Jane Meyer

  • Rookie Adam Pinheiro (10/4/2009 9:00:00 PM)

    D= thats horrible ='[. wonderful poem that expresses a powerful emotion,10+ (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Johnson Nekoda (8/6/2009 8:33:00 AM)

    I usually like poems that rhyme but u got a nice style that makes u think. Good poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nikunj Sharma (7/9/2009 9:05:00 AM)

    Some minutes are longer than years...its touchy and painful..nice write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Darkness Everywhere (7/9/2009 8:44:00 AM)

    really good poem. expresses lots of emotion.10++++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ~ Jon London ~ (6/14/2009 8:17:00 AM)

    So much, in such little time...Inside each of us is clock...ticking away as mine is now...we never know what'll happen next..not until it happens (when our times up) ..you've expressed your heart well in this piece...and I think more people should read more in depth where your works are concerned...deeply touching (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (6/12/2009 9:11:00 AM)

    Hi Jane im so sorry for the loss, but 15 minutes that could make all the differences. Like 15 minutes prior to ejaculation, they could die of heart attack.Think about it for a sec. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tiffany Fawcett (6/10/2009 10:06:00 AM)

    Awww.... I know how that feels.... I had a dog for seven years.... since I was like three to twelve years old. I named her Angel. She was my dog and one day she got loose..... And my faimly told me that she got taken away to the dog pound... I didn't cry so hard cause I knew someone would get her. She was great dog... Someone would definately love her.... but then my sister couldn't bear for me not to know.... that she was hit..... and died..... I cried for days and its still hurts today. They are in a better place though..... and they lived a great life. The got to spend their lives with people like us and faimilies like yours to love them. Bless you Cassandra & Angel! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, November 25, 2011

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