In beanstalk growing pyjamas
Tight in white
Folded in hospital corners
You die dry
In rigid linen
The imagery is stunning, Simone. There's profound sadness in this verse, as well as....don't really know what to call it, but there's something that suggest renewal, and in the way an end portends a new beginning. A great work, Simone. A 10.
In my opinion, your succinct writing style would be adversely affected by punctuation especially in a poem like this. Your style is immaculate, undistracted and undisturbed by extraneous words. Your style is like a surgical scalpel, sharp, deft, incisive. I wouldn't change a thing. You confront your topic head on, no mincing of words, no wincing and looking aside. You present us with very harsh images of death and dying because dying and death is a harsh business. You are much to be admired as both poet and nurse. 10+++++++++++
I got all chocked up reading this Simone.
So concise yet you paint so well the sad picture of those at the end of the road.
Sinking daily in now oversized Pyjamas
but i did find this one again just now.
bri ;) :)
I was on drips a month ago for a week due to hemorrhage fever. I got lucky but it was miserable! HoHoHo
Thanks for the memories Inez-10
It is a great work on sadness. I eulogize this poem having succinct presentation. Many thanks.
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