thoughts upon waiting for the occupational therapist

thoughts upon waiting for the occupational therapist

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

ah, it ain't quirky it's ugly, unpolished, like I feel

"
thoughts upon waiting for the occupational therapist.

my kitchen table --
the place I cherished,
where warm meals
and hearty laughs
of my children
made me smile.

the  place I
once cleared away
the dishes,
so we could have
a little afternoon delight --


Now, is the sight
of carnage.

A place to rehash
to insurance agents,
lawyers,
and occupational therapists,
the sordid details
of our untimely meeting.

Pain and suffering.

The losses grow
as time ticks by,
and I can see the
dust bunnies,
but can't clear
them away
with the bones grinding
against the broom,

So instead I just
look at them
listlessly,
as I recount
the thing
that morphed my
kitchen table
into a foldout folio
of unhappy memories.




© 2016 Lyn Anderson



Author's Note

Lyn Anderson

My Review

Would you like to review this Chapter?
Login | Register




Reviews

The words don't have to be pretty or accurate. Its a dirty mess and dirty an unpolished it should be. IMHO.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

Thanks so much. I was literally staring at the dust bunnies as I wrote it.:)
I enjoyed the poem. Took me to honest places and thoughts.So instead I just
"look at them
listlessly,
as I recount
the thing
that morphed my
kitchen table
into a foldout folio
of unhappy memories."
I understand the above lines. I believe we must save some good places and things too. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

That means a lot, thank you, as always, when the honest and straight forward poet sees the value of .. read more
Coyote Poetry

1 Year Ago

I liked this kind of poetry. Told the truth and you are welcome dear friend.
the first two stanzas you could write better, with more finesse and bite to it - but the rest of the poem hits the spot, perfectly, could be one of your best

my best,
steph

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

I may, someday. The truth is, this one is too fresh to have fresh perspective on it. This is a drama.. read more
highonwords

1 Year Ago

i see, can't wait to read the revised version of this
Brilliant unfolding here...palpable...the warm and once comforting feature of home tainted...saddening and I could feel the heaviness throughout...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

Thank you, I am glad this one made sense to people other than me.
A great write here, KL. There is a lot to be said about the ability to tell a story with a picture of words.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

Thank you. I am surprised that this one is connecting.
Pryde Foltz

1 Year Ago

I think most get here at some point:)
Unpolished, honest, and raw. Unhappy memories are hard to erase, but through time they do fade to an unrecognizable haze. The emotional pain is palpable in this one. Lydi**

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

Thank you, as always.:)
quirky, unpolished, and I like it!! but not how you are feeling... sorry KL
Jacob is spot on about that line too...

redzone


Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

Thanks a lot. I appreciate it.
"a fold out folio of unhappy memories" i wish i had written that...

have gone through this more than once...i understand the sentiment deeply.

j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

I take that as a huge compliment. Thank you for taking the time to read and review today.
This is a really well-written and well expressed piece of writing. Your thoughts transformed into matching words that create a great scene. I absolutely enjoyed reading even though it is a not enjoyable topic at all.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Lyn Anderson

1 Year Ago

I am encouraged. Thank you for your perspective.
Closed

1 Year Ago

You're welcome.

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

321 Views
9 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 1 Library
Added on February 28, 2016
Last Updated on August 16, 2016
Tags: injury, doctors, lawyers, occupational therapist, insurance


Author

Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



About
I write under a pseudonym. I don't do Read Requests, but you can PM me if you want me to read something specific. I make friends with people who I read and interact with. I won't accept random reque.. more..

Writing
Solid Solid

A Poem by Lyn Anderson



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Shadow Shadow

A Poem by A. Amos