The Minute Hand

By Regnhild

Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Darkness shrouds the light; A curve in the road,
A deer jumps from the blind,
Tires squeal, Metal crunches and the lights go out.
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
A Breath is heard, a heart is beating;
No one is bleeding, everyone is safe.
Tick …
Tick…
Tick…
A midnight call, a frantic drive,
Smell of medicine, rustle of scrubs,
Late night, early morning... and we are off for home.
Tick...
Tick...
Leave drive, Phone rings,
Emergency, Return, another ER…
Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
Monitors beeping, heart rate decreasing,
Inverted bed, blood explosion
IV’s hung, pale complexion
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Stability comes, lucidity resets
Demands are made, Requests are denied.
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Release to ICU, Screaming guests
No word is heard, Promises made
Prodding needles, no rest
Tick …
Tick…
Tick…
Day no food, Coming along its way
Looking for beds, move is safe.
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Speeding drive made, Patrol no help
Hazard lights on, Paleness revisits
A bump in road, pain releases
Tick…
Tick...
Tick…
Another ER… Admittance to Bay
Sallowness of flesh, against doctors’ orders
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Five bags of blood, color returns
No food yet, hunger remains,
Sleep comes, blood clears
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Weeks stay, built up blood
Ate some food, release again
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Phone rings, Accident happened
Left turn made, Car hit
Everyone is fine, Nose is bleeding
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Can’t breathe. Chest pangs,
Legs crumbled, blackness seeps in
Tick…
Tick…
Tick...
Home again, kids will play
No rest for the sick, stress returns
Screaming din, quiet solitude sought
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Anger comes, weakness holds on
Rest evades, while the din continues on
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Insurance called, bruises heal
Blood is normal, rest needed
Din continues, no rest found
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
No movement within, pain grows
Can’t find comfort, swelling begins
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Another call, early morn drive
White lines pass, sleep is fought
Swollen abdomen, uncomfortable travel
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Needle comes, Signature required,
Room with a view, more rustle of scrubs
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Sleep comes, upright in chair
A small amount yet yielded no mercy
Awake again, Crink in neck, Sore back
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Six floors down, bad food had,
Warm sun on back, Sleep still needed
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Doctor seen, Drive again
Sleep tried to set in, Caffeine arrives
Home, sleep and hope given…
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Work needed, quiet teased sleep
Insurance called again, new rental
Tick…
Tick...
Tick...
all again, drive up
Release for home, discomforted ride home
Late arrival, Drive again for home
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Anticipation, Relief will be soon
A call, a smile, a twinkle
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Arrival home, food finally
No call, was postponed,
Others came, sleep set in
Tick…
Tick...
Tick...
Lectures start, friends attacked,
Jealousy felt, fear starts
Tick...
Tick…
Tick…
Sleep numbs the shooting pain
The chest is feeling, the heart is rending
Coldness chills the warmth that was before
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…
Supports fail, as the fall began
Spiraling down, Strength given to others none left
Tick…
Tick…
Tick…


Copyrighted and Written by ADR, Anne Denese Rhoney

3.29.2013

Unauthorized Copying Is Prohibited. Ask the author first.
Copyright 2013 Regnhild
Published on Friday, March 29, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
Log In or Join (free) to see the special features here.

Comments on "The Minute Hand"

Log in to post comments.
  • dwells On Sunday, June 4, 2017, dwells (4284)By person wrote:

    Welcome to the zombie world of the Hippocritic oath R :). Save a bit of time for yourself, if you can - we are all expendable; and many are expandable, judging from their waistlines. Cheers! Dan

  • A former member wrote: holy damn what a ride! this hits closer to home, more than you know

  • A former member wrote: The life of an ER doctor or training intern is what I get from this. I like the repetitive tick tick tick it adds to the tension of the poem.

  • BrokenKatra On Friday, March 29, 2013, BrokenKatra (61)By person wrote:

    take a breath march is almost over..stupid cursed month :) LOVE YOU!! great work btw

  • brokensme On Friday, March 29, 2013, brokensme (20)By person wrote:

    Great piece, things will look up soon, its like yin and yang, good will always follow bad, its what we take and learn from these moments of trouble and suffering that make us stronger and realize that we need to enjoy the good we have :D

  • A former member wrote: I hope you get some rest and your worries fade away (with smile and twinkles :) )

Contribution Level

Regnhild's Favorite Poets
Regnhild's Favorite Works
Share/Save This Post



Join DarkPoetry Join to get a profile like this for yourself. It's quick and free.

How to Criticize Without Causing Offense
© 1998-2024 DarkPoetry LLC
Donate
[Join (free)]    [More Poetry]    [Get Help]    [Our Poets]    [Read Poems]    [Terms & Privacy]