Thursday, April 15, 2010


the sea lay undisturbed--
for days, not a swallow


dark shadow of her former self
lay draped across the floor


night birds' clicks
beeps swishes hums


held to the bed with tubes
over an abyss of fear


happy Easter said the slight man cheerfully
then fretted, are you Christian?

she noticed she could not say no


farmlady said...

For some reason this reminds me of my Mom's last days. Sad...

castlewon said...

well, it could have been her last days too. Not this time though