POEM STARTER
You are a doctor who has to deliver some news to a patient - good or bad. Write a poem about your feelings on the matter before it happens.
I’m Just Sorry
And
just
like
that
Another life slipped through my fingers like water
But blood is thicker than water
And neptunes oceans couldn’t rid me of this red
A deep, crimson red seeps between my palms
Blood stained to my flesh
One more beating heart
is now without tune
Here they lay
They fought so hard against the darkness;
Battled for one more breath until the very end
Under my care, they lost to the battle
I couldn’t light the flame
once it had blown out
My eyes fall to the straight line
printed to the machines face
How I yearn to hear the incessant beeping
Just to see a single jolt of life
Nothing.
How many lines have to flatten before I break?
The echoes of this patients laugh
linger in the corners of my mind
The laugh that is buried deep in the past
Before her light was blown to a wick
I feel the bloodstains like rocks, on my scrubs
weighting me further to the floor
My knees buckle inward a little
The unbearable numbness returns
I’ve been here before
Every muscle in me has rooted to this spot
Every muscle is petrified like rock
Look at me
I have blood on my hands
I scorn at the thought of what comes next
What must I say
to this man’s wife?
My legs are now sand bags
I drag them down to the waiting room
Almost breaking into a bloody sweat
The same pitiful words pivot in my mind
Make my head heavy with pain
like a riptide in my temples
I see her through the glass
Clutches her handbag with a slight tremble
This fear of losing her other half
settles deep in the bones
Strikes the heart in one blow
But those eyes…
still hold hope in their glance
Who would I be to look straight in those eyes
and snatch any glimpse of light?
Condemn a women to darkness
I am the chosen one
The one to end her world
In just a few words
We catch each others gaze
She has already read:
my pace ,
my tightened lips ,
my empty voice
She knows before I cross the threshold
My mouth feels dry
I choke on my words
though my eyes are wet
Pricking from behind the sockets
A slow tear strolls down her sunken cheek
For the both of us
We cling to this frozen moment together
Planted in another’s absence
Another soul lost to the blackening unknown
And I stand here before his love
Plastered in her husbands blood
She crumbles to a pulp
A searing moan leaves her throat
Like a mouse caught in a trap
And
Just
Like
That
Another life has slipped through my fingers
And well,
‘I’m just sorry’