In a world of blank!

Fictional write

Having lived
in the world of living
I could not live
in the world of blank.
I would need a pencil.


Imagine
a world of blank,
blank faces
blank people,
blank skies,
blank books,

Yes in a world
covered by blank
I could only stare at its pages.



Too young to die in aged care.

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Aged care for the most part is exactly as you so cleverly describe in your pofound poem. As a nurse, I know it well. It serves a purpose and it helps some, but it is not dignified, humane or inspiring. I agree with your poem. I pray that we all have better choices.