Steve Forde Poems

The trainee nurse stands nervously aside,
Smiling sadly. The doctor is polite.
"I'm sorry. We did everything we could.
You can stay with him now, if you like."
...

The spotlight goes out and the curtain falls;
The players withdraw to polite applause.
Close all the windows and lock all the doors
For this is the end.
...

Taking a short cut
Behind the High Street
Where seagulls gather
...