HOSPITAL BLUES - 1
What is all this for?
I find myself asking this question
Since I am home from Hospital.
All the work i have been doing
On 'beautifying' the house -
On making our nest confortable?
Why? Our babies have long since fledged,
Our breeding seasons passed
Like flights of romantic fantasy!
So what has it all been for?
A future that is now more precarious
Now that they have looked inside of me?
I feel as though rose coloured lenses
through which I enjoyed this life
Have been dirtied, trodden on, broken,
with a physicians determination
to find something with which
to blight my life! Pouring over
streams of blood tests results,
scans and xrays, with dye without dye,
looking for the chink through which
to drive their intervention.
© Griffonner 2023
Poetry by Griffonner
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Written on 2023-12-07 at 10:29
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