POSSIBILITIESA Poem by Betty HermeleeDebarkation...and...things to care of...
I sit in the grand hall of the ship with hundreds of other passengers waiting for instructions regarding our next move there is much tumult, people hauling luggage muttering their goodbyes, hugs, laughs porters assisting passengers quite a scene from the other thirteen days at sea The hall is quite ornate with gilded cupids On the walls, droopy chandeliers like twinkling stars in the dark a majestic marble staircase with radiant brass hand rails hand-woven Turkish carpets hither and yon Comfortable divans, couches, and ottomans
I await a note from the concierge to advise the name of a doctor and a place to stay for a few days near the hospital my apprehension enhances as I muse about all the possibilities before my eyes, some of which terrify me Is it credible that I could be with child? a moment’s reflection about the crossing can it be that without the interlude with the gentleman on board, that the sailing might have been utterly boring? ti's an awkward matter to broach yet I cannot completely delete it from my mind
At once, I have two notes from the concierge one, guiding me to Hotel Atlas in the Hounslow Borough of London the second note includes the name and address of a doctor in a clinic, a walking distance from my hotel, no appointments necessary I am in a frenzy yet I shall try to comport myself
The Concierge calls a Hackney Cab I await, trembling like a dog out in the frigid sense loneliness and distress long to be with my soldier at this moment Not a soul to condole with me I still stew over what may transpire in a matter of days must cease this appalling demeanor t'is harmful to me and to my soldier
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11 Reviews Added on March 28, 2024 Last Updated on March 28, 2024 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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