IN DARK DREAMS.

In dark dreams
I walk again
those empty
hospital corridors

 

with their dull lights
and smell of disinfect
and death
in those dreams

 

I look for you again
my son
passing by
the blanks faces

 

of others
looking at
their eyes
for glimpses of life

 

or concern
or such  
as humans
sometimes have

 

I go by
room after room
pass porters
pushing

 

the occasional trolley
by the various
side wards
passing by

 

the bright lights
of hospital shops
in the dream
I am hoping

 

to find you once more
sitting there
on the bed
your back turned

 

your head lowered
but this time
I am hoping
for a healthier you

 

my son
not one so ill
so lost
in this dream

 

sunlight shines
through the window
of the small ward
a bird sings

 

not that dull curtain
the murmur
of voices
the usual limbo like

 

air about the place
this time my son
I wish to find you well
looking at me

 

with your own
familiar smile
not that haunted
expression

 

and tired eyes
that draw from me
a steam
of deep felt cries.

 

View dadio's Full Portfolio