THE EXERCISE WALKA Poem by Terry CollettTWO PATIENTS GO FOR A WALK IN THE SNOWThe dense woods outside the locked ward were drenched in snow as you and others walked in twos between the snow laden trees that cold morning guided and guarded by three nurses wrapped in thick coats Christine said I’m freezing why do we have to go out walking on a day like this? exercise the plump nurse behind you said can’t have you stuck indoors on a nice day like this can we you stared through the woods as you walked wondering when the snow had fallen in such quantity Christine shivered and pulled the collar of her coat tighter around her neck don’t need the exercise she muttered need warmth and love she moved closer to you put her arm under yours lay her head against your shoulder as you walked over the uneven ground we could always make a break for it you said and hide in the woods no you don’t the nurse said I’ve had enough of your escapes better than being frozen to death here in this march of the dying Christine said don’t exaggerate the nurse said the doctor ordered you all to exercise to clear your minds I need my mind mended not frozen Christine said better to freeze than have your brain fried by the ECT you said bitterly the nurse sighed we are in a bad mood today aren’t we you sensed fresh snow fall on your head and face more f*****g snow Christine moaned snowflakes settled on her hair and soon it was difficult to see the surrounding trees best get a move on the thin nurse at the front said or this lot’ll freeze and the plump nurse behind you said let’s get a move on then and made hurrying gestures with her hands as if you were all chickens being guided back to the hen house if my freaky ex-fiancé hadn’t left me at the altar I wouldn’t be here Christine said I’d be on my honeymoon the nurse said nothing but continued making her gestures where were you going to go? you asked somewhere warmer than this Christine said and took your hand in hers her woollen gloves touching your cold white skin come on you two you heard the plump nurse sigh as a grey dullness filled the tree stroked cold sky. © 2012 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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