ThickA Poem by Rev. David J. SchrefflerA scene from the solarium in a hospital in Maine
The Air is Thick with feeling
It almost chokes you -- Catching in the throat. Anger -- Bitterness Accusation -- Swearing... A large waiting room is not big enough to hold the tension And the ugliness family members feel toward each other. "She hasn't wanted anything to do with him, well, until maybe he was finally "checking out"." "You w***e..." is the voice message from one daughter to the stepmother, ex- wife without a divorce pending. "Go back and live with your boyfriend, but don't tell me I can't see my father You B**CH." Here we sit, waiting for act three to begin, Wondering what the show will be today - hugs And kisses -- putting on airs, while cussing each other out behind their backs. No wonder The air is Thick. Even the patient plays the game. Complaining one minute, the next trying to get up to go to the solarium - hugs for the mother-in-law - who will soon cough up her hate. We do many acts of kindness that, when plunged into the bowl of life seem to end up in the plunger. © 2015 Rev. David J. Schreffler |
StatsAuthorRev. David J. SchrefflerMechanicsburg, PAAboutI have been a Lutheran pastor for ten years. I am currently serving Trinity Lutheran Church, in Lemoyne PA. I am married to Fritzi Schreffler and have three children, Steven, Matthew, and Leah and f.. more..Writing
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