The Nurses
was this a game we
played as children playing with our dolls
church bells toll
the hour ring on sundays ring for funerals
a simple peal from
the tower it almost speaks your name
the one whose life is over (ding) ended (dong) ceased to be
(ding) no longer a being on earth (dong)slipped
through the opening
you were without clothes slipped on a
surgical gown
the last thing you wore laid you gently on
the bed
beds in a line beds in a row each bed held
someone's someone
like a garden the time was spring the beginning of the
year
new sprouts appear the color new green
each one known by
his latin name...
honey you work
tirelessly washing turning comforting
dispensing meds you
are in your element this is what you trained for
you can't save
everyone you have to let some go you told me
you rarely see the
same one twice you are the angel of mercy
each day you are
the same your life is the same
it is the
patients who are different but each needs you the same
May 1, 2015
18 comments:
they are truly the angels of mercy most needed in times of despair...
Beautiful. I love how you use the bell repeatedly at the beginning, and then "same" at the end. Just lovely.
Truly they are angels who have upon them such a noble task! :D
Loved the poem :)
xoxo
To see the patients leaving in a way like this.. you have to be someone really special to do that..
What a beautiful tribute to nurses especially those that see so much death...they are truly special!
This is a profession I've never envied. What they are called to do is incredible. This is a wonderful tribute.
Absolutely agree with all foregoing - what a fabulous tribute !
people just don't write enough poems about nurses\
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I love the way you interjected the ringing of the bells into the poem. Adds to the sensory experience of the poem beautifully!
I like the imagery of the bells ... nicely done.
Compassion and empathy :) is what is needed in a medical field , your poem is perfect!
It certainly takes a special caring, person to be a nurse. A well penned tribute.
A beautiful tribute to the nurse who cares when no one is looking.
You express something I always struggled with - what happened to them? Did they live did they die?
I love seeing where people go with the list of words. Lovely tribute to nursing.
Ah, Annell, each phrase feels so passionate, said on one breathe...how dedicated this person is, the nurse...even it's the patients who are different, once connected with them the life of caregiver will never be the same again...your poem - a miracle, Annell, I read couple times, and every time like first time, makes me feel so concerned, touched...~ thank you.
I'm going to share this poem with my cousin's girlfriend, who is a nurse. I'm sure she'll appreciate the way you've chosen to elevate the nursing profession. Too many of us take nurses for granted, I think, but when we need them, they're always there.
i believe doctors and nurses are heaven sent
much love...
I always find your format so interesting to read - it seems to present several angles on your theme. Nursing is definitely a calling!
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