Vacation in Bed

 

Vacation in Bed

at Dartmouth

With a bewildered lips smiled in confusion

not knowing what the ambulance was after

To spread the malice of fear or hope of laughter

All the new dance steps turned to disaster

Being pushed outside the strength so bold

Walking had lost ability to stand & endure

Shine had fallen off the sliver of pure gold

Puzzlement had disbursed the sweet allure

Riding in the black of night so deep

That his supine body was not discreet

He could not tell this familiar trail

blasting bright cabin darkness downed the sail

Off the zooming hearse took a new route

incandescence filled the mobile opening door

the stretcher bed carried me up and down

from bottom, up the elevator to the 4^th floor

past murals of Shakers dancing like ponies

or cutting down the trees for flame and frame

to start a new world, a holy order with funny name

and here their good deeds proved their claim

(Written 8 July at Dartmouth Hitchcock Medical Center

in my little 4x 4 inch booklet, with no teeth, no book

to read a long week ahead.)