Your pain, my pain, my pain

i found myself revisiting
the Royal Free
a brisk five minute walk
from the bustle of
Camden Town tube

ten years down the track
of no coming back
misty eyed by your demise
i recall your voice

i heard you cry out
in haunting agony
as you rang the bell for help
i felt every millimeter
of pain consume you totally

it swallowed me whole
took my breath away
yet I ran to the nurse’s station
yes I ran begging them
begging them

to hot foot down the corridor
to my sibling to my brother

they didn’t

the consultant arrived eventually
fully dark suited
in pompous superiority
hard boiled and condescending
in rude attitude

supported by his young and
green entourage
adding needed muscle

he insulted you
in front of me and invoked
my inner demon
he really shouldn’t have
done that

i so wanted to kick that
effing bar steward
in his two tiny vulnerables
for his lack of compassion

outside the wind was howling
the wind was moaning
he is dying he is dying
the wind doesn’t lie
the wind didn’t lie

Reviews

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Great poem...
The anger and pain for your loss can be felt.
It is tough to lose those most dear.
Like dust in the wind.
I feel sorry for your loss.
Good work. Keep it up.

[Chris Shaw]

I appreciate very much your visit and the sharing of your thoughts Ancient Rock. Many thanks. Have a good weekend.

Chris

[alexAlexander]

I enjoyed this excellent read.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are most welcome.
😃

[Chris Shaw]

Thank yiu Akex Alexander.

[alexAlexander]

You are welcome. And I appreciate your time.

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a heartbreaking tale. So many times doctors can be condescending and pompous. They don’t always listen when someone says something to them. This is tragic and heart wrenching

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks PB. The NHS is stretched and badly managed. The frontline staff are marvelous. On this occasion.they fell short and because it was my brother, I can’t forget this episode. Have a good weekend. Enjoy your garden.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

It was off to the bookstore today. I can’t be trusted all be at the book store

[Chris Shaw]

Did you buy?

[Poetic Beauty]

Yes of course. Two books for my niece for her birthday and four books for me and bookmarks lol two of the Sarah j Maas books and two in the halfling saga by Melissa Blair

[Poetic Beauty]

I always like to have the second book in the series so I can start it right away

[Chris Shaw]

That must have hit your pocket:) I love book shops, especially second hand ones.

[Poetic Beauty]

I have been saving cause I knew my nieces birthday was at Barns N Nobles. It was a blast. My son and his girlfriend were there. I could spend hours in a books store. It was over $100 trip lol

[Chris Shaw]

That’s a big hit :)

[Poetic Beauty]

lol yes but I’ve known about this party for more than two months.

[June bug]

This is amazing, it packs a punch. I can feel emotions through out this.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear June bug. Know that you are appreciated. Have a great weekend and a big thank you for stopping by.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and honest words shared dear Chris. You allowed the reader to see and feel your emotions. Real life can leave scars. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Coyote, I appreciate your thoughts. I hope you and your family are keeping well. All good wishes.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

We are doing good and you are welcome dear Chris. I hope you are doing well and enjoying the days of Summer.

[Neville]

I have been there too .. long story and still dreadfully painful after as many years .. I am so sorry you and anyone else wherever they might be has had to endure such an unnecessary and totally unprofessional encounter and at such a time too

[Chris Shaw]

Oh Neville, I’m sorry too if you also had that experience but as it is so relatable you understand fully how painful it was. I guess I am still processing it, even years later. Just had to poem it when the thoughts filtered back. Thank you my friend and another sorry for reminding you of something still painful to you. Have a happy Friday and enjoy that 🍷this evening.

Chris

[Neville]

there are a lot of gits around .. in fact far too many

N.

[mabel mae]

this is so sad. no poet words can describe. beautiful, really. -mabel.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Mabel Mae, thank you for your thoughts and kind visit. I am always pleased to see you on my page. It is a sad poem, but somehow it helps to be able to poem my feelings about a painful event. Have a lovely Friday.

Chris

[mabel mae]

i love the phrase you used. “poem my feelings.” you have a lovely day as well

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This is so sad, Chris...but a little bit of a smile about the two tiny vulnerables..and from the poem, I gather they were very tiny.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

A painful time j but I’m pleased you did get a bit of a smile out it. A horrid man. I think his wife must have upset him badly that morning:) We got the brunt of it. Not something easily forgotten at such a sad time. Thank you for your thoughts.

Chris