Night Shift ~ for those who wait with the dying

 

Night Shift

(for those who wait with the dying)

 

I want to hold back Death:

Impossible of course,

But every time I try,

Standing in the way,

Arms outstretched

As if to halt

A bolting horse,

It passes through

As if I, not it,

Were insubstantial mist.

And I feel a touch

Across my face

Of trailing cobwebs

Or frosted feathers

Stiff with ice.

 

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4 thoughts on “Night Shift ~ for those who wait with the dying

    • You would not believe that I wrote it for a pet snail……We had a giant African landsnail my brother gave my daughter when she was small and which lived 9 years with us, then one night began dying. There was nothing wrong but old age and we were devastated. It reminded me of all the other times I’d sat with the dying, human and animal.

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