Hanging In There

I see you, if I see you at all
Time moves slower now
And it matters not if I see things inverted
The boundary of skin senses still
A feeling you are one with air and light
But the cells inside have a life of their own
Programmed guardians to protect
Do battle for life and limb
Constant wars I can scarce imagine
But wonder if they fight for love

White coats waft down cold corridors
Invisibly stained cells with questions
That burn day and night, obsessed
I’m pillow banked and stiff
The drip dulls pain
While I’m held suspended between life and magnetic death
I succumb instead to sleep
And everyone is thankful
While nothing Lacks ... 
Love surrounds in still vibrant silence
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Agustin Avatar
August 2, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Scott Avatar
October 2, 2023 at 11:06 AM
I agree with Gregory actually - this is compelling and I read with mixed and confused emotions "White coats waft down cold corridors" sticks in my mind, like ER, or One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest, disturbing or reassuring I am not sure. Either way great to hear from you and time to pick up that quill again, Patricia? I do hope so :))
Scott Avatar
November 22, 2023 at 6:27 PM
I revisited this: "Love surrounds in still vibrant silence" .. still a beautiful line x
Gregory Avatar
December 14, 2021 at 5:36 PM
hi Patricia I read in this a compelling piece, I like the line “ between life and magnetic death” wow
Warrior Avatar
February 2, 2017 at 7:32 PM
A beautiful sad write Patricia...hang in there my friend...god bless...^WW^
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