Neil Crawford

Rookie - 3 Points (29/04/56 / CHESTER, ENGLAND.)

Shoot The Messenger - Poem by Neil Crawford

In the hospital corridor a young couple deeply kiss,
they hold onto each other, in grief or relief,
depending on the news, good or bad,
that they have just received.

While I waited for you,
I saw him, sat two rows away,
he was not waiting,
at least not for another person.

He met his partner downstairs by the coffee shop
where by now I was ensconced.
The news had been delievered,
I wonder if he told her the truth? .


His chin propped on her shoulder,
he looks in my direction,
his face creased with a double pain,
as if to say...

'I know, I know...I just can't,
not now, not today'.
I return to my crossword,
pen clutched between crossed fingers.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

A true story.The tenses appear to 'jump around' because that's how it happened.I had seen him upstairs in the medical department and then again a few minutes later downstairs while I was waiting for someone.

I dedicate it to all those brave people awaiting test results.

Comments about Shoot The Messenger by Neil Crawford

  • Diane Hine (4/20/2012 7:53:00 PM)


    Beautifully written. Last stanza so effective. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012



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