Poem from the ICU

A rejection slip from an online poetry journal disappointed me a little today. The main poem in the small set came from a nursing story Debbie brought home from work. There are certainly other journals that might take it, however I’d like to share it here. Enjoy.

 

Home

The nurse approached the bed,
laid a hand on slackened skin.
She made her touch feather-light
so as not to bruise.
“I came to say goodbye,”
she told her sweet patient
who wanted to be no trouble,
whose ailment was not
a self-inflicted wound,
nor her body
a basket of poor decisions,
rather a common gift from God.
“But I thought you
were taking me home,”
the patient told the nurse’s heart.
Home is where the heart is.
Where, we say. As if
location were all that mattered.

Devon Marsh
December 11, 2015

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About Devon Marsh

I have been a Navy pilot, a teacher, and a senior vice president in a major national bank. I invite you to check out my poetry, short stories, and essays at https://devonmarsh.wordpress.com/
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