Hospital Poetry: Half Moons by Rosary0fSighs, literature
Literature
Hospital Poetry: Half Moons
Our favourite nurse brings us
nail polishes gift-wrapped
on Christmas day
to brighten up the white-washed crescent beds
of our hands
that limply
match the pale walls of the ward.
I choose silver stardust
reminiscent of tinsel
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After a four year hiatus I have wandered back onto this journal again. With that much of a gap I decided to start fresh and took down my old journals. I will shortly place some photos I took in New Zealand in my gallery. Hopefully I will be posting some other cool new stuff on here soon.