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Hospital Room


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Hospital Room

 

Even in the darkness one feels oppressed in white starkness

fresh flowers brought everyday with unknown names

yet everyday the sickness begins to ebb away

still one cannot escape how everything looks the same.

 

Light filters in the window outside birds sing delight

cards scattered on the table with meaningless sentiment

while outside the world passes by without a sigh

looking through the blinds trying to justify containment.

 

The door swings open and the nurse crosses the floor

within her hand the papers to be signed at last

freedom once tasted not to be wasted

the pen scrawls the signature unresigned.

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A couple of lines immediately grabbed my attention with this one. Line one of stanza one and line three of stanza three. I thought at first it might have been the internal rhyme but after further thought the internal rhyme only attracted my ear. What I really liked in line one was the negative implication of the hospital white, it was stark and even in the dark it's still there. The juxtaposition of dark and light was an interesting touch. In line three of stanza three the internal rhyme came a bit fast...but I liked the message. I think perhaps it might be worth looking at lengthening the line a bit so that the rhyme doesn't come quite so fast. Just a thought, I could be totally whack. :blink:

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