Saturday, April 11, 2015
Poem #10 for Poetry Month-Free Verse
This is, compared to using ancient poetic forms, a free verse, a semi-lyrical narrative poem but I include it here because our son survived an ordeal with a prolonged perforated appendix some years ago. And yesterday culminated a week of great good news for our "boy", who is now a happy and healthy twenty-seven year old with a glowing future.
I got off our lightstation by helicopter, thanks to the compassionate and speedy Coast Guard service for occasions like this, and then flew with a commercial plane and drove another hundred miles up into the Okanagan to see him. After the initial shock and then relief, of sorts as he had a long road to recovery, I was struck by this dignified old cowboy coming in to the hospital. Sometimes when we are in a state of shock, we notice the oddest things.
Here's to our great BC ambulance attendants, an outstanding family doctor in Nakusp, BC and my friends and family who helped me get through this in all kinds of ways so that we can now cheer on our future inventive engineer today. Photo of Seamus leaping on Lennard Island, Christmas 2014.
Vernon Hospital in August
Now here comes a wizened man
in pressed blue jeans a clean checked shirt
dusted cowboy boots no hat
hurrying through the new-fangled glass doors
holding a shiny tin can low below his leather belt
like a pair of pliers or tin snips in his right hand the can
stripped of its wrapper - pork’n’beans, chili con carne,
peaches? filled now with sweet peas
I will add thee, sweet pea, to the very short list
of things in this world that money cannot buy:
true love & home-grown tomatoes
sweet peas & immortality