The Hospital Room, A Poem

She leans back against
the cool green of the flaking
wall, eyes closed, hands
they will be firm and strong
when she pushes off the wall,
her private moment done,
and re-enters the room.

He lies there, eyes once flashing full
of jokes and stories and
help and wonder and love and
let's grab a movie and that's
a cute
on you
eyes still clear but now just waiting .

He sees her there, quiet at the door
"soon" he says smiling and
"it's all right"
and she knows he's right and she
knows it is but she wants
the bright memories
the voices
to wash away
this moment
forever .

And she sees outside his window
on spindle-frail twig legs,
a baby robin
in the shadow of its parent
for the long plunge

to freedom .

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cynthtggt 4 years ago from New York, NY

Beautiful, loving poem; yet I want you to fly without her. Not because it isn't good, but only because it leaves me hanging. Welcome back. Stay well. Be well.

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Mhatter99 4 years ago from San Francisco

A moment recorded in verse. how clever and thoughtful

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Hyphenbird 4 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

THIS is pure poetry. The ability to tell a story without ever saying the word is the core of integrity in writing. You evoke emotion without becoming saccharine or using the sympathy card. If I am ever in this position, I pray I remember this poem, push off the wall and smile. Absolutely gorgeous poem.

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diogenes 4 years ago from UK and Mexico

How beautiful Clark. I have been more struck by this simple, brilliant verse than by any poems in a long time. The robin was here on my keyboard!

Clark, have you published much poetry? This is fabulous


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shiningirisheyes 4 years ago from Upstate, New York

Oh what a beautiful and heartbreaking poem at the same time. It does have the power to produce tears but that is just a testament to the creativity in the write.

I thank you for sharing this.

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unknown spy 4 years ago from Neverland - where children never grow up.

Moonfroth, your poem is simply beautiful.

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lilyfly 4 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska

Huge. brilliant, close, involving, j'adore. As always, fresh.... Love it, unreservedly... love yaz, lily

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moonfroth 4 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico) Author

Everyone -- I hope you'll all forgive me over these past weeks for neglecting to thank you for your kind, sometimes downright flattering, remarks. Most poets I know are unsure of what they're doing, esp. if they're experimenting with form (like me, most of the time), so your support is very encouraging indeed. Thak you.

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Valleypoet 3 years ago

The opening stanza draws the reader in so well, you set a vivid picture....the impending end is revealed so devastatingly in the second and third..but then the final stanza transforms an ending into a new beginning...left me feeling full of hope, the robin a perfect symbol...a great piece of writing my friend:-))

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moonfroth 3 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico) Author

Thanks Valley--I appreciate your comment very much. Tough stuff to write about.

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