The Midnight Drive

Being blinded by the early evening sun, I drove into the hospital grounds, searching for a space, any space in which to squeeze my car; this seemed such a long time ago as I stood in the dark, with space all around and only one vehicle to be seen – which was mine. I had entered the hospital grounds in sunlight but left under emptying clouds; I did not want to leave my son back there, struggling to survive, fighting for air. Go home the nurses said, go to bed, get some rest, come back fresh in the morning. Where … Continue reading The Midnight Drive

Waking

When he opened his eyes to a snow-tipped peak the only love of his life is missed those sparkling mountain tops all hikers seek brought to life her eyes and the lips he once tenderly kissed. His lids lifted to a tranquil blue lake still as ice before the day had begun early birds soared high, no sound did they make all day he would mourn, beneath the warm sun. The rays slashed colour across the wide skies horizon of purple, orange and pinks an unused pillow drew tears from his eyes the bed’s icy space, his heavy heart sinks. … Continue reading Waking

The Midnight Drive

Being blinded by the early evening sun, I drove into the hospital grounds, searching for a space, any space in which to squeeze my car; this seemed such a long time ago as I stood in the dark, with space all around and only one vehicle to be seen – which was mine. I had entered the hospital grounds in sunlight but left under emptying clouds; I did not want to leave my son back there, struggling to survive, fighting for air. Go home the nurses said, go to bed, get some rest, come back fresh in the morning. Where … Continue reading The Midnight Drive