Hospice Poems - Poems about Hospice

...In autumn, I came upon a garden of errant souls And saw several souls sequestered there. Some were well-known and some were fools, But others were only tarrying there. Though the sanguine souls w......Read the rest...

...Just cover your eye baby was home from the WIZ just cover your eye baby was my inspiration the simply pleasures arouse as I held my eye in place amazed that this moment was ours this mo......Read the rest...

...Mom of 13 siblings was the last to pass. Behind a hung draped sheet that parted the bedroom she was in, from the living room, she saw Grandpa prepare wooden crates used to pack mangoes, guava......Read the rest...

...One candidate will rave, lie, cheat and molest The second seems ready to be a hospice guest But we have a third choice With a strong forthright voice Half his mind is brilliant, but a wor......Read the rest...

...Sykehus  The old hospital in the town center  stark and unpainted Dotted about in the near vicinity  Funeral homes look like pearls  around an elderly lady's neck   at every election cycle th......Read the rest...

...Sad plight in hospice Fed smorgasmord of drugs Left the great beyond.......Read the rest...

...Valentine’s Day 2015 An odd way to spend it, At Hospice watching Nana sleep, This room becoming our world On a rotating basis. Right now there’s me And Nana and IT The elephant in the room. ......Read the rest...

... I felt tears trickling down. After so many years. All persevering truce is a magnificent allegory , measuring minuscule salt portions with a grandiose precaution. The immediate call will be the las......Read the rest...

...The mother loved him before she met him. On days when her love posed a threat She gambled with her health And cradled him against her breast, And clenched her teeth to preserve the gift h......Read the rest...

...Horrible, my map upended our time with boot camp son. Horrible to get back to base, not be caught, had to run. Horrible, to see Mom hurried into hospice, her hours few. Horrible when we heard la......Read the rest...

... Have you been Hiking the Quiraing trail on the isle of Skye? watching golden eagles as they fly by? Have you been Hiking through fields of paintbrush on Mount Hood? From Trillium Lake to Timb......Read the rest...

...We find ourselves with you in time, Thoughts of you are roaming our minds Angels playing music at the Gate Heaven will be Home; let's call it fate. Do not be weary or troubled, my friend, Wi......Read the rest...

...At hospice my relative died Let's rejoice the choices he tried We could celebrate His life that was great But you continually cried......Read the rest...

...Life matters! There are so many strange salutations in Bangla, did you ever notice, there? Thou, Thee and they, there! So many strangers are in affluence in an estranged mannerism, in near and far!......Read the rest...

...Frenetically I rest in her guest room. I think of her quiet hospital room. I’ve laid my head on this pillow before. I toss, turn, and pray, in this cozy room. The lamp that’s lit sees the qui......Read the rest...