Sustained stress prickles psyche.
So tired...
of the monolithic hospital
where father lies tonight
on crisp sheets.
Back at the hotel
the hot tub tantalizes
yet I didn't think
to pack a suit when they flew him
out of Farmington.
Saucer eyed I wander
into the lobby finally opting
for dreams induced with chocolate Haagen Dazs...
although I prefer dulce de leche.
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Author notes
prompt used: stress
A contest entry
- BYOP #2 by Cerulean Sunrise.
475 points, ended October 4, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Heaped with emotion, this gives us a small sense of what your feeling...I feel certain, a very small sense, but it opens our minds and hearts to embrace you even more
Loved it~Tia
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Awww Pennye! This is so well spoken, so intricately detailed - yet still quite pained. I am so sorry you are going through this, and hope that you are doing okay ... And your father?
Lovely depth and scattered imagery to stain through. Nice write!
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Good Write
"p" i AM SORRY THAT YOU AR4E HAVING TO GO THROUGHH THIS....
LOVE YA
GARY
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Thinking of you at this difficult time; glad you have a good tub and access to Hagen Dazs, though.
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I too use the seduction of ice cream, and sherbert to soothe and cool my searing soul. I feel these words and understand. My dad lingered with a terminal illness before his passing on although, he did not suffer long. Sometimes all we need is a quick get-away! An excellent rendition of the need to relax if just for the moment. I wish you well in the challenge.
Much Love Always ♥
Renee
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Hello there Hoodoo, so ice cream soothes the soul for you. the elixer of your stress is just as healthy as a hot tub. even better in my books as so much stuff is floating in those heated cesspools. ugh. I hope all is well with father. I really enjoyed this poem .
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I love Haagen Daz.
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