Such A Blue

Photo by Danilo Batista on Unsplash

I sit down beside my elderly father,
quietly clasp his hand, cross
and then uncross my legs.
Long flight to get here, long
battle with emphysema and
an overworked heart for him.
The hospital door that swings
both ways for me, obdurately
keeps a good soldier in.

Not close enough, this chair,
and impossible for us to hug,
dear dad tied down—
tubes coming and going.
All a man can do to break free
is look out the window,
so I do too, and with him
simply breathe in the blue
of a cloudless sky,

“scattered light,” science says,
that our eyes make into
an unrippled sea—but
there’s never been such a blue
falling through me, so endless
a promise of more
slowly it fills the room,
steadies the listing boat
neaped on a perilous shore.

This poem is included in my chapbook “Irresistible”, forthcoming from Finishing Line Press in March, 2018, and available for pre-order  here until January 12, 2018. Since advance sales determine the pressrun, my thanks to all who take a leap of faith and buy my book!

 

 

 

4 thoughts on “Such A Blue

  1. I held my dad’s hand and watched him die… your piece here is very moving and captured my thoughts of that day as well. I am glad to have found your blog and am looking forward to reading much more of your work. Thank you for sharing your talent with the world, it is needed and appreciated. Michelle

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