In Windows

Cherry

By Bee

Fri, 04 Sep 2015
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22 comments
 

I think I saw a bird 

dart from the palm tree

by my window,

and wondered if 

the bird I thought I saw 

saw me.



In the glass of the concrete 

building opposite my room

a man stood - hand, a visor,

scrutinizing my inactivity...



I dropped the blind,

and when I looked again 

he'd left,



but later on that afternoon

two woman watched me 

from that self-same window.



I sat up

and they walked off.



The staff forgot my meds

but brought me lunch

I didn't want because I was in pain,

then someone came

to wheel me

on a trolly down a corridor

to X-ray -



I can walk,

but it was not allowed

in case I dizzied,

stumbled, fell

and maybe sued the hospital, 

so I was taken 

for a ride.



An X-ray is a window

and everyone who saw

inside me

said I looked just fine,

and then they wheeled 

me to my room,



from where

I took a stroll straight

to the shop,

bought a book

and crisps

to eat in bed,



and ate and read

by the light of my window.

Certificate PG
Poem
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Interesting comment on a hard day. You are one able to make the best of inactivity and even pain with observations and imaginative thought. This reminded me of that Poetry Monthly about windows. Your views out, and the trains of thought engendered, the light let in to help your read, and the partial window into your body. I hope you are home soon. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Bee on

I'm home now. Thanks Rhiannon.

x

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

smiley - for the cherries. 

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

So glad you're back in the comfort of your own home Bee. I detest hospitals, not only as a patient but as a visitor too. I thought you gave the reader a detailed account of your time there.

Good writing.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

I've been doing all I can to stay away from germs coz I really didn't want to go into hospital, but I see I'm going to have to accept things as they come. It is horrible, but thankfully the nurses were really nice. Your saying it was good writing has made my day. Thanks so much Jenny.

X

Bee

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I agree with Jenny- there's a strange time-standing still quality to hospital stays. So pleased you're home xx

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks insert.

smileyx

Bee

Submitted by hilary west on

I liked the association of the window with the Xray, another kind of window into the body. An interesting piece!   smiley

 

Submitted by Bee on

Glad you liked that. Thanks Hilary, for letting me know. smiley

Bee

Submitted by Weefatfella on

Aye, Windows are a double edged sword. If you can see out, someone can see in.

I spent 9 weeks in the hospital a couple of years ago. There was a strategically placed window at the side of the ward entrance. The Respirologist used this for sneaky peeks at his patients.

An interesting insight into your feelings in hospital.

Weefatfella.

 

I might not like what you say but I will defend to the death your right to say it.

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks fat fella. 

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

It's a vaccum, the hospital, an exclusion that even seems to slow thought down. There's a life inside there that you don't give a second thought unless you're admitted and you can't help noticing finer details, going back to the smaller world you're in, as this poem shows. An absorbing read, simply put, contemplative. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Vacuum - that's exactly right. Thanks Vera.

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

I like the idea of you writing about people who are watching you in the hospital, because of course, you are watching them too. I'm glad you're back home again. I hope you keep being told how well you are doing, coping with all this.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks for taking the time to always read so carefully Jean. 

Very much appreciation,

Bee

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Bee,

I just read this. and I can feel your impatient to be home All your writing is good and this is no exception.  If it helps  you and others in a similar situation then it is at least making people understand what it means to have that kind of treatment.

My thoughts are with you

Moya

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you so much for your thoughts, Moya, which mean so very much, and mine are with you.

x

Bee

Submitted by lisa h on

I've spent a lot of time in hospitals, far too much, and your poem did the time there justice, you took me right back. I've had good times (well, good as it can be) and bad times while on the inside - like sneaking the dog in for a visit once, that was fun (and not a small dog, haha). Good to hear you're home, shame about the nurses - but isn't that always the way.

Submitted by Bee on

How on earth did you manage to get a dog in to visit? That's brilliant! When you say I took you back, I do hope that means you are doing well now - spending less time away from home... Thank you so much for reading. I really appreciate your comments.

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you for all the thought you put into this, magic, it means a lot you took the time. And some interesting question, too. 

Very much appreciated.

Bee

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Finally had time to look on this site again and it was worth finding this one. I liked the different windows and the observations and in the beginning wondering if the bird you'd thought you'd seen had seen you too. I hope you are doing OK. xx

 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Sorry for late reply, but thank you Catherine. 

Best wishes to you.

x

Bee