White Walls, Bright Lights

A place of death and a place for life.

White Walls, Bright Lights

 

I first saw the white walls

And bright lights

As a boy

Visiting my grandfather

The big German

Fighting the bigger C

I remember the bright lights

Hurting my eyes

Blinding

Scorching

In a place that kept death’s door

Wide open

He was gone

 

I remember the bright lights

And white walls

In the hospital

Alone

Over night

My leg cut open

The pain so harsh

My teeth chattered

Fear

Loneness

Loom over me

 

I remember bright lights

And white walls

In the hallway

Hearing the maternal scream

And the blissful cries of new angels

 

Waiting for my daughter

I think she’ll be here

Around 2:00 o’clock

 

So they say

Author's Note

Wrote this the day of my daughters birth....

Reviews

[MusicMyLife]

Very raw, i like it..

[J. J. Nightingale]

Colors remembered .. re-visited .. Then JOY returns .. And we hold new sweet memories ... And some pain seems to melt away ..

I like .. J.

[Michael of Gilead]

Well crafted, I personally have seen too many of those white walls and bright lights, but the circle of life you've described is well done.

[patricia]

this is beautiful. except should it say maternal rather than material scream? Thankyou.

[J Todd Underhill]

Wonderful write, I work in such a place, and never have I seen such extemes of human emotion. I have said and stand by my words should I ever hit the powerball and not have to work, I will remain working here just for the sheer inspiration of it!

[Ruth]

I love the white walls in this scenario, very cleverly used love for the birth of your daughter, beautiful work...birth and light, awesome xoxo

[Dayran]

Many aspects to the same experience, making it difficult to say whether one should exult or depress at the sight of white walls bright lights. Curiously, an experience of new life where one experienced loss before, is an incredible mix of images, sufficient to overcome the previous. Nice write!

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Really lovely writing. Keep it up.
Do u read mine to anyone...

[Raven Starhawk]

Marvelous. Such a day should be celebrated.

[Shy Girl]

I saw three different views of the same place. First, death, then an injury (hate those, had one myself recently, though a different pain), lastly life being entered into this world. This was an enlightening view of someplace most of us really would rather not spend any time in. I'm extremely sorry for your loss, injury, but all smiles for you and your daughter. (wonders that they are) :) Thank you for sharing your expierences and bringing to light how we look at the same place in 3 totally different ways. Not always sorrow. (Hope I read that right, alittle foggy this morning) :)