I Thought You Were Dead | Short Poem No. 111

They wheeled you out and I thought you were dead;
Your hospital bed mirrored a casket.
I ducked down and dropped my lips to your head.

I thought you were dead
Photo by S L on Unsplash

This season, I lost two people I love.
Appeals go up, if I’m able to ask it,
not to take this third soul, too, up above.

I Write in my Grave

© Jonathan Pines and WritingWithStrangers, 2019, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Author: Jonathan Swift Pines

I'm writing with all of life's saltiness, perfecting poetry in the process. . . Profile Photo by Levi Clancy on Unsplash.

17 thoughts on “I Thought You Were Dead | Short Poem No. 111”

      1. Thank you. I closed the comments on there because at the time I felt like I was too emotional in replying to them (in fact it’s the only post I’ve ever edited my own comments for emotional and personal content).

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