Here It Comes Again

(Anniversary thoughts of mum’s last night)

the build up leading to
that last night
a floral touch lamp on low light
covid restrictions in full swing
mum in the final throes of dying
her green eyes half closed
i’m crying inside
wish i could run and hide

sis and i in that room
first floor one one two
blue curtains already grieving
sis lying on the floor looking at
the shadows spooked on the ceiling
me slumped on a chair by the door

the rest rolls restless in my head
better it isn’t said
better it travels with the dead

some things don’t go away
some things sit beneath the skin
some things like to stay
to erupt when ready
like a boil about to burst
to release all that
seeping pain
here it comes again

Reviews

[JessyJacob]

Hi Chris, i have been in general but this is new with no ticket of general but in sleeper c, near the door, with all cold wind and men me alone, but all are nice not to be scared, too much baggage whole i made almpst a home here like 10 bags, whole new experience, never never land whole 42 hrs journey. Great experience see the suffering from an inch only hurts is smell that is being polluted of noce fragrant air. Its good i am alone travelibg, tbis suffering shouild go with me. Thank yoi for reading my lines.

[andrew mitchell]

I’ve had covid twice now. The isolation isn’t pleasant for the elderly. And now there is this new wave. Sydney and Melbourne had 400 and 377 hospital admissions this week covid. Nice roll off the tongue writing Chris, impeccable as always.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Andrew for sharing your thoughts. Good to see you. Happy weekend.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

You too Chris happy weekend

[Writergurl]

I remember having COVID, i thought it was the end of me.
It's funny how the mind gets to you.
I really enjoyed this write. I loved your last stanza,
and the flow of this write.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you. The restrictions in place made my mum’s last night unbearable. None of us even had covid. Nursing home memories haunt me.

Chris