Wrestling with Guilt

Written for:  November 2022 PAD Chapbook Challenge - Day 20

"For today's prompt, write a conflict poem. There are many ways to show conflict, of course. Maybe there's a physical fight or a chase scene. But also, there could be dialogue or an internal conflict. If you don't agree with any of those, then lean into that conflict!"

My thoughts like whirling snowflakes
in a snow globe, never melt.
Brain's logic opposes heart.
Visiting hurts, seeing the hand he's been dealt.

Only thing he craves is home.
To distract him I suggest
alternate places to sit
outside his room.  He leaves for lunch, is enmeshed

in eating fast as he can.
I stay by his side, say Hi
to other patients, and smile.
Post-visit guilt plagues me.  I leave him; I sigh.


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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2 Responses to Wrestling with Guilt

  1. Kathleen says:

    You are a rockstar !!


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