"To be a poet is neither a condition nor a profession. It is a confession."
I hope for the best Mosk~ Prayers for a good recovery~
I'm so sorry about your mommy. :(This is an excellent poem, Mosk. I especially like the first five lines, and consider it an extreme honor to provide any comfort I can ... definitely NEVER as your foe.
Powerful words. Sending positive thoughts your way...
Oh, Mosk, this gave me a lump in my throat.
Wishing her a quick recovery..your poem is so poignant.
Best wishes for her recovery.
This was so touching, a place where I can feel to be uncomforted by the comforting,
Wishing your mum a speedy recovery - I know that numb feeling.
Sorry to hear of your mom's struggles.
Sending love and prayers, Mosk
A touching piece of work here, Mosk! Thoughts and well wishes for your mother's struggles!
That numbness, when everyone is trying to be positive, and all it does it drive you deeper into the numbness. Stark and very real,Elizabeth
Best wishes. In your poem you express a moment that I can feel and recognize.
It really hits all of us emotionally. It seems life does provide us with "rehearsals" for divers events, funerals & hospitals are top of the list. My mother passed when she was 39, over 50 years ago, but I watch so many others walking those worrisome corridors.
That numb feeling is common in these situations. I know it well. I hope things take a positive turn.
good luck, Mosk ~
Makes me think of when I was in the hospital and walking the halls after my head injury. Well done, poignant.