Franks Psychiatry 4 #37: opening the door surveying the realm

Frank Prem

this is not a locked ward
it is classified open:
acute
I checked

 

but I am standing
waiting
for staff to open up
let me enter
to notice that I am here

 

there is a gaggle of them
talking in the nurses station

 

they are too busy
to pay attention

 

~

 

and this is it
my new ward
the ward of rumour
and innuendo

 

the place of raised eyebrows
and a muttered

 

good luck

 

when it is mentioned
when my new role
is spoken of

 

this is that place

 

so many lost souls
directionless
falling under the sway
and barely existing

 

within these crazy walls
day after day
it seems tragic

 

and then
there are the patients

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 15th, 2018 00:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: Franks Psychiatry Pt 4 - acute observations.
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  • Nicholas Browning

    Ghosts. Ghosts everywhere. The more maniacal these get the more I like them.

    • Frank Prem

      Many ghosts Nicholas.

      It's that kind of profession and workplace.

      • Nicholas Browning

        I believe it to be a gift sir. Hold it well.

      • Goldfinch60

        Love the last stanza. This happens in many walks of life where the staff are too busy worrying about themselves to think about what their purpose is (or is this politicians?).

        • Frank Prem

          The nature of people, I think, GF. Need reminding about why they're employed.

        • Laura🌻

          Frank,
          A great write to remind us of not burying our head in the sand...especially true if it’s part of our job! We need to remember to put others’ needs ahead of ours!

          ~Laura~

          • Frank Prem

            Something that needs active reminding, Laura. Complacency leads to 'me first' thinking after a while.

            • Laura🌻

              For sure, my friend!
              ~~~~~~~~~~~~

              Btw...I was DOWN UNDER 🌏for a few days! Unfortunately, it was for a funeral!

              • Frank Prem

                Bad luck for the occasion. What part of Oz were you in, Laura?

                • Laura🌻

                  Melbourne

                  • Frank Prem

                    I'm a couple of hours North East of there. Probably saw the jet trail as you passed.

                    • Laura🌻

                      😃



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