No More Space For The Pain Poem by Richard Provencher

No More Space For The Pain



Thunder disturbed a mirage of peace; lightning painting
the sky, and his head felt severed from an explosion -

He was like an irregular lump on the hospital mattress
similar to the way he and his brother fooled
mom with a couple of pillows modeling
two young boys and toys packed under bed blankets
O so long ago -
mom laughed at that and the time she found
her boys climbing trees just to watch the sunrise.

It grew into a passion
the outdoors
where a canoe pursued hidden creeks leading
somewhere

and if you were really quiet a moose with
its gangly ways stood proudly -
a majestic
king of the bay
content with his domain.

The IV identified a hospital look
nurse coming in often to check his credits
BP okay, drip doing fine
and no discomfort for the time being -
body parts numb from the stroke.

Closing his eyes recaptures
an imaginary view -
loon sounds continuing
their trill climbing a staircase
of notes heralding evening's lullaby

frogs burping nearby
bats flying in random ecstasy
coyote yipping ricocheting
from hills nearby.

Getting hard to focus on those days
eyes desperate for rest.
He smells the pine
hears the rustle of trembling aspen
a current's churlish flow

and a finale of woodsy serenade
calling him to join the scent of forever ways.

Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It's a flash back poem from life to living; then to a lasting peace.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 04 September 2015

A wonderfully written poem, Richard. Thanks

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 30 December 2014

Wow totally awesome in imagery innovatively captured in words! I admired the beginning lightning stanza and chuckled at lines such as frogs burping, all in freeverse! kudos poet! So nice to read u again! Hope u may read me too.

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