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I am a narrative poet. I follow past poets like Robert Service, Robert Browning and Edgar Allan Poe. The roots of poetry are in story …
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Del Maximo Mar 2010
Pop's Poem
Del Maximo
Mar 2010
Heart ****** to death
“Do you need the paramedics?”
Life and Death is three quick breaths
And 15 pumps
Or was it 11, or 22?
Where are they?
One deep rale
Where are they?
"Anung nung yari qui daddy?"
Eyes rolled up to GodDid you see a light?
Fatal heart won’t live through night,
Weekend, two weeks, re-evaluate
“Dey dun’t know daddy. He’s a fighter.”
Alone in CCU committed act of faith
with laid hands on experience.
Comatose body wholly heaving with Holy contact
Then silence, stillness
Transfers, therapy, rehabilitation
Sent home by HMO
Came home first night to check on you:
Blotted brow and utterance
“Just try to go to sleep”
Came home one day to check on us
Then entered Jacob’s sleep
Headstone scarred by lawnmowers
Grass envelopes me
Gives me hug…you never did
Yet tears are all I see
Heart knows utterance by heart
“Fin, take care of mama.”
Heart de-virged through pain and loss
Salamat po Pops
“Do you need the paramedics?”
Life and Death is three quick breaths
And 15 pumps
Or was it 11, or 22?
Where are they?
One deep rale
Where are they?
"Anung nung yari qui daddy?"
Eyes rolled up to GodDid you see a light?
Fatal heart won’t live through night,
Weekend, two weeks, re-evaluate
“Dey dun’t know daddy. He’s a fighter.”
Alone in CCU committed act of faith
with laid hands on experience.
Comatose body wholly heaving with Holy contact
Then silence, stillness
Transfers, therapy, rehabilitation
Sent home by HMO
Came home first night to check on you:
Blotted brow and utterance
“Just try to go to sleep”
Came home one day to check on us
Then entered Jacob’s sleep
Headstone scarred by lawnmowers
Grass envelopes me
Gives me hug…you never did
Yet tears are all I see
Heart knows utterance by heart
“Fin, take care of mama.”
Heart de-virged through pain and loss
Salamat po Pops
© 2005
Terry Jordan
Oct 2015
Having an M.I.
Ambulance to JFK
Cardiac cath stat!
Andre Bocelli
Our seats remained empty for
Open heart surgery
Next to CCU
Waiting in the fam'ly lounge
Wanting just good news
Here at JFK
Dr. Lancelot Lester
Mended his poor heart
He won't even know
What day it is tomorrow
Morphine works so well
You won't even know
That I'm staying close by you
While wiping your brow
Post-op time so tough
You must never say out loud
Oh, no, PVC's!
Let his sternum heal
Start on a special diet
When can we have ***?
Ambulance to JFK
Cardiac cath stat!
Andre Bocelli
Our seats remained empty for
Open heart surgery
Next to CCU
Waiting in the fam'ly lounge
Wanting just good news
Here at JFK
Dr. Lancelot Lester
Mended his poor heart
He won't even know
What day it is tomorrow
Morphine works so well
You won't even know
That I'm staying close by you
While wiping your brow
Post-op time so tough
You must never say out loud
Oh, no, PVC's!
Let his sternum heal
Start on a special diet
When can we have ***?
This series of haikus was written at John Fitzgerald Kennedy Hospital while my husband was post-op from open heart surgery.