hospital
a huge mountain between my
heart and tongue
ill-starred
not important
rubbish
brought here and left
a mountain
if I could pray
prayers would move me
***
been in
(not quite sure, a long time in the firmament)
fed up with constancy
don’t get attention
manage alright at home
it’s not doing me good
and it should
shouldn’t it?
***
some people like being bossed
I have
a man’s will/a woman’s might
must
be careful not
to annoy
to get fed up
fixed and resting
submitting to the saintly routine
***
Fellows in the Firmament!
it is up to you to get right
down to you, getting better
(***
certainly is
***)
to be helpful with those helping you
determination will make a difference
to be very patient
is a difficult art
you’re not born such
constantly
learning
you get old
as the northern star.
Anonymous
11 September 2009
This poem is part of the Patience project, for more information please visit http://patience-project.blogspot.com/
