Hospital Cafe:
Sorrow sat at this table;
tears dripped down onto it
from eyes too blurred to see,
as trembling fingers
fumbled
with a bereavement booklet,
and pale lips sipped tea
that tasted only of
loneliness.
Those at other tables turned
away
fearing sorrow should sit
with them...
...next.
Jack Horne enjoys
reading and writing poetry.
powerful piece, beautifully done…can totally relate. thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHeartfelt words that many of us can relate to Jack. Thanks for sharing! Good wishes, Chris~
ReplyDeleteWhoa. I really felt that one.
ReplyDeleteTouching. Nice one, Jack. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Dear Jack,
ReplyDeleteA very moving poem, my friend, that many can relate to the depth of it between the lines.
Love Sandra
Dear Jack,
ReplyDeleteyou told me the full story and I appreciate your powerful poem!
Love from Gert