Wednesday, February 8, 2012

LIFE SUPPORT.




A still Night

A lonely moon far out of sight

Peeking through the shadows

Peering at a scene through the windows.



The silent beep of hospital monitors

The footfalls of hospital janitors

All is calm

A little too calm.



Tubes connected

Tubes re connected

Tubes taking fluid in

Tubes bringing out fluid from within.





Sadness around the room

Relatives quiet, sensing doom

A tear runs down a sad face

A seemingly hopeless case.



Doctors conversing

Nurses documenting

A laugh

Who dares laugh?


An opened eye

A nurse walking by

A flurry of activity

A final gasp, a reach into eternity.







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4 comments:

  1. A beautiful poem and yes indeed, relatives do sense death.

    At times death is a sweet and welcome relief to a patient.

    Anna :o]

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  2. Thank you Anna, i agree, especially when they have been through so much pain.

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  3. This touched me deep within. Good one.

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