poem

 Look UpClouds trundling across skyLike cargo containers in a depotLife is clouds wandering by Where do they go?Parked outside my office buildingI ’m 15 minutes late Making all the patients wait That ' s when you notice The clouds are always movingNo matter how still you need Everything to be, like now,  When you ' re trying to write A searing love letterThat doubles as a break-up letter, Using the same arguments With the same old words A letter that only ends When a language is exhausted Like a puzzle is only finishedWhen you ’ve used all the pieces Life is self gazing, watching it passSaying please come backPlease come back. Please .When we ’re honestWe feel the forward motion And let it take us.The next time I get stuck,Lost for wordsBogged down in the mudOf a stagnant constancy I ’ll just look upI may even laughNo words, just cloudsA life!My life! Heedlessly drifting away 9/15/22

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - September 14, 2022 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs