Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Tearful dreams...

Blue paper shoe
blue cotton shirt
smile pain fraught
eyes carved of hurt.

Blue paper shoe
shoulder shrug walk
meek yet ferocious
once tender steps
now a stalk.

Blue paper shoe
gentle kind soul
heart beats of longing
yet tears as
jet black coal.

Blue paper shoe
window gazed dreams
true love life`s pursuit
but for a moment
or so it seems.





I wrote this poem in the lobby of the psych ward at SELH  July 2010.
I was a patient there at the time.
This guy, a bipolar person with a crack habit was being readmitted.
He was dressed in blue paper gown and shoes.
 He was a very pleasant talkative guy, kinda like a hustler.
 But his mood could flip in a second to a very violent person.










...

About Me

My photo
Served 4 years as Navy Corpsman, became a Nurse , worked as Registered Nurse for 32 years