Princess Royal Hospital

Princess Royal Hospital

A Poem by livspen

It's just past 7 am.
The bone-rattling jingle of the phone
Has melted through my sleep.

Mum picks it up after 3 rings, from somewhere deep in the house.
The echo of her voice is bright, sad, reassuring.....

I lollop out of my bed, flailing my shanky legs, stumbling over
Text books gathering morose dust.
Suspicions taking root in my head.
Stumble down the twist of the stairs
Like the innards of a conch.
They are grey in the early morning sheen.

A metallic crunch:
The front door waves cold air over me. Granddad is ushered in
Crumpled face, hunched over, sour,
grey hairs blowing around his head like wisps of smoke.

Dad catches my eye. "I'll bring you a cup of tea, Liv."

I sit on my bed.

She's there
(For the second time, Christ knows why)
In the belly of that inhuman monster
And it's awful horned tower,
In a ward full of people who don't know what year it is;
At the end of that scenic route
To Haywards Heath
Just past the machines which squirt cold acid into your palm.

"Granddad hasn't slept. He's just a bit sad. Come down and give him a cuddle in a bit. Bring that drawing you did."
Dad plonks the mug down. It quivers and tea seeps over the edge.

Downstairs, the toaster jumps up merrily
Blissfully unaware
Of how painfully you can miss something
When you fear it's wriggled away. 

© 2010 livspen

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ah-wow-so much emotion here...
this i a grand piece of poetry...

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Beautiful. I don't know what else to say.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Your poem means a lot to me as I have some personal memories and lack of memories of this particular hospital. It is as though you have filled in some of the gaps for me. Thanks. And I'm sure the more subjective readers will appreciate it as well - a lot of imagery and nice personal touches.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on May 26, 2010
Last Updated on May 26, 2010
Tags: hospital, illness, grandparents



Brighton, Sussex, United Kingdom

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