Treasure Island

Bri Edwards


I Awoke In The Emergency Room....... [a rude awakening; LAWSUITS; HUMOR; fantasy; SHORT]


The accelerator pedal jammed. I couldn't ease up a bit on it, and....
as the curve ahead would not straighten for me, .....the tree I hit.
The pain flashed through my body, and 'thank god', I did pass out.
I ended up with a concussion, three broken ribs, and one broken snout.

The first thing I recall after awakening, were lights shining from above.
Would I soon be staring at an angel? One wearing wings like a dove?
Or would I find myself confronted by the dreaded 666, instead of 669?
To my GREAT surprise I faced a lawyer, with contract-in-hand-to-sign.

My friend, Eugene Levich, had advised me, in such a case, what to do.
Prepared, and with ALL my strength, I looked the guy in the face and said 'SHOO, SHOO! '

Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2014
Edited: Sunday, June 22, 2014

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

my good PH friend Eugene Levich is, indeed, the inspiration for this poem. he mentioned in a message to me, lawyers, aka 'ambulance chasers'. shame on him for generalizing. i've known one or....well, just one, who wasn't pushy.

i also had a near-accident in my early days as a delivery truck driver. it was a rare day that i had a day-laborer, Ernie, along with me in the cab of the truck as i pulled into the passing lane to pass a vehicle. i then saw an oncoming vehicle and decided to ease up on the 'gas' and pull back into 'my' lane. NO GO! the gas pedal was stuck down somehow. Ernie, noticing my predicament, bent over and dislodged the pedal from its 'stuck' position. i don't know if he was thinking more about my welfare or his. anyway, there wasn't much time and nowhere 'good' to go with the truck. we did manage to get back to where we belonged. WHEW! ! !
that was close one! :) bri

my near-accident IS the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. i affirm!

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  • Valsa George (6/24/2014 12:18:00 AM)

    With broken ribs.... how long did you rest quietly in your room? Hope you were nicely fed by your wife, the only pleasurable thing you could do then .......! ! (Report) Reply

  • Darlene Walsh (6/23/2014 5:08:00 PM)

    waking up in a hospital, staring at a lawyer, are you sure it wasn't the big 666 lol, sounds scarier than my hospital visits. (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (6/22/2014 10:41:00 PM)

    well, i DID (I THINK) misspell Earnie [sic] in my poem note. that is being corrected. ;) bri i also changed one little word in the poem after typing it. (Report) Reply

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