The Light's In My Head - Villanelle Poem by Patti Masterman

The Light's In My Head - Villanelle

Rating: 5.0


There's a light in the sickroom that never goes dead,
Though daylight is dimming, through the still open curtain-
But the light's in my head; the light's in my head!

He lies in a stupor, but calls out from his bed;
And he never complains, but you fear that he's hurting-
There's a light in the sickroom that never goes dead.

She doesn't sleep nights, but sleeps daytimes instead;
Her breathing's still even, but death's near for certain-
But the light's in my head; the light's in my head!

First they said stroke, and then heart attack- dread!
With the new diagnosis, with death he is flirting-
There's a light in the sickroom that never goes dead.

There's cancer and heart disease, so lightly we tread;
It's bad news for sure- her aneurysm bursting! -
But the light's in my head; the light's in my head!

It's all here inside me now, all that I've said,
Now what's left in memory's darkness, I'm cursing;
There's a light in the sickroom that never goes dead-
And the light's in my head- the light's in my head!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Romeo Della Valle 03 May 2011

I agree with Sandra, it is an amazing write! Well penned and poignant! Thanks for sharing! Keep it up! 10+++ Love and Peace for always! ...

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Sandra Martyres 03 May 2011

An amazing Villanelle...you have used a particularly difficult form with aplomb to describe the sad hospital scene....Patti, my heart goes out to the sufferes you describe here....I can empathise with you having seen both my parents pass through this familar route

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