This is a really interesting take on how such tragedies affect the doctors/nurses who have to deal with them day in and day out and have to live with these memories too.
I guess the sentiment could be applied to any passer by or witness to an accident or any kind of tragedy: they get caught up, often try to help, and then walk away, forgotten but forever affected.
We could all appreciate these gallant efforts (from whoever they come from) more.
Thank you very much for reading my poem and for your insightful comment :) I appreciate your feedback and kind words!
Forgotten but forever affected is absolutely right. Days full of bitter-sweet moments as we welcome lives and watch them leave...but a privilege none the less to be there for the ones going through it all.
Thanks again and have a lovely day :)
A perspective we often tend to oversee when we are ourselves caught up in grief and pain especially in a place like the hospital.
We never remember the faces of those strangers who round the clock is doing their best to help and relieve pain.
A very real scenario unfolds with your words
Beautiful poem Ren.
Thank you very much Jay for your comment! I always appreciate feedback and hearing what others think after reading some of my work.
Your words ring true when it comes to getting caught up in the grief and pain that occur so commonly in hospitals.
It's amazing how strangers can have such significant, life changing impacts on others...whether they are the one's being taken care of, or the caregivers themselves.
Thank you once again!
Have a great day :)
At first when I saw the screen of one long verse I was put off. But, like persevering to save a life, I continued to read and am glad I did...
As I read I felt I was behind you willing your effort, willing life, any signs of life; a flutter of the eyes, a twitch of the mouth. The face so vivid, an image so powerful; no wonder it became unforgettable, even haunting.
I wanted a happy ending. It did not happen.
Then, the funeral... A stranger amongst the family and friends of the deceased. I imagine the feeling of being responsible, though knowing deep down that just is not the case.
...Anyway, the shame remains and guilt walks away alone.
Ren, this is very good and though I do not know if it is fiction or not it reads as the truth. I guess all in a days work, or in this case a nights work. A convincing write and worthy of a win!
Thank you very much for your comment and kind words! I am glad you read my poem even after being put off from the long verse. I have a habit of doing that.
Your words describe how I felt that night almost perfectly.
Working in the medical field can be rewarding...but awfully terrifying as well.
I do find it a privilege to be with people in their weakest moments...whether I am welcoming life or watching it go.
Thank you so much again for taking the time to read and comment :) I appreciate it so much!
This poem packs a powerful punch right into the gut. I suppose it would do those of us on the other side of public service good to read this and know what efforts and care are put into saving our loved ones lives, even if they don't make it.
Thank you so much for reading and for your comment!
I appreciate this so much!
Having been on both sides, I have found that I do have a much more profound appreciation for all services that sacrifice their time and lives to help serve others.
It is a bitter sweet profession, and I find myself more and more compassionate every day because of it.
Thank you again for your comment!
Omg this poem did deserve to win, God I wanted to cry because I'm guessing you're working in a hospital and it's all filled with sadness and despair likewise there is happiness and joy that they will make it.
This poem make me sad because I want to be a CNA and it will break my heart because I will likely see someone die and all I can do is alert the nurse. This poem probably made me cry because I know someone has lost someone that they loved very much and nothing would've made them come back
Overall very emotional and well made, there was nothing wrong with anything in this poem so it's very beautiful and inspiring and insightful to what the nurses, doctors, CNAs see every day.
Thank you so much for your comment!
You are absolutely right about it being filled with sadness and despair and happiness and joy. It's an amazing, heart warming feeling to watch a first time mommy hold her newborn baby for the first time...and it's absolutely heart wrenching to watch someone pass on from this life...especially when their loved ones are there watching them go. I always say it is a bitter sweet experience and a privilege to be with others during their weakest moments. That is why I pursued this profession in the first place.
I think becoming a CNA is a wonderful idea :) because even though it can be very scary and emotional at times, it is also a very rewarding profession. Taking care of someone and watching them get well and thank you for taking care of them is one of the best feelings in the world. If you pursue that path I am sure you would be great :)
Thank you so much once again for your kind words and for reading my poem! I appreciate it so much! :)
You're so sweet!
Take care and I wish you all the best,
5 years ago
It almost reads as a spoken word piece; each verse is concise and powerful. The short narrative style of this piece really works wonder as it paints the other side of how death affects the doctors and nurses just as much as it affects the deceased's loved ones and family, it brings a light to something often overlooked. The movies and TV shows tend to depict the ER workers as 'desensitized' to deaths, even though they might be desensitized to some point, it still affects them a great deal, and I imagine it's not easy for the doctors and nurses to cope with it as well. A powerful write.
At first, i wasn't a fan of the end punctuation after every line, and how the poem was one giant long stanza. Then i read some comments, and it hit me. This is powerful. I like how the end punctuation works well, it speaks and slows down nicely to emphasize the drama. Truly saddening, and the ending... Touching.
This speaks so much about the kind of person that you are Dear Cowgirl! They do not know you, and you do not know them...someone dies and your heart breaks, you feel their loss...and you are sorry even if you might have done your best! You have a golden heart! A heart-touching story that is so beautifully penned. Really great piece!