Unorthodox Treatment

Written for:  Sunday Muse #182

Plague Nurse
Now, now, do not
be afraid.  Even though
you cannot see it,
my hair is in a braid.
Most of my face
is gone, hence a cone.
All the better
to poke you with,
along with my bony 
fingers.  My scent 
lingers like a cloud
above your head.
I carry feathers
of a bird, recently
dead. He doesn't 
need them anymore.
Lay still, my ill
patient.  Do not
be afraid.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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32 Responses to Unorthodox Treatment

  1. Dora says:

    Creepy. Very. Halloween just got nearer. 😳 Great writing!


  2. fireblossom32 says:

    Yeesh, this is what you get with an HMO I guess!


  3. Sadje says:

    Oooh! Chilling.


  4. Jim says:

    I wonder who is the more ill, the patient or the caretaker.
    This was chilling, verge on gothic? Or ___?


  5. wyndolynne says:

    I’ll keep being afraid, thanks. 🙂


  6. Beverly Crawford says:

    Nurse Cratchett in disguise? This is chillworthy!


  7. Gillena Cox says:

    Yes chilling. A great Haloween write

    Good Sunday



  8. writingwhatnots says:

    I would definitely be afraid. Eek!


  9. Sherry Marr says:

    I would be a bit afraid, for sure. Loved this, Sara.


  10. qbit says:

    I’m afraid!!


  11. Lisa says:

    I like the feathers of the bird, recently dead, not needing them any more! It makes me wonder how it died.


  12. Carrie V. H. says:

    Wonderfully eerie and frightening! Love where you let the image take you Sara!!


  13. msjadeli says:

    I knew there was something unholy about that image, and after reading Sherry’s and your poems about the figure, the terror is taking shape in words. Wonderfully horrifying, Sara.


  14. M says:

    lovely and chilling ~


  15. Susie Clevenger says:

    Ummm…That is one nurse I wouldn’t like in charge of my care. Love it!


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