CORRIDORS-edit

CORRIDORS

down corridors narrow
stained death’s yellow
blinding headlights speeding
above white masks glare
into forgetful sleep I plummet
unaware
into the womb waiting
again..

— Geremia, Aug 01, 2012

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Critiques

Ian.T

13 years 10 months ago

Joe

This seems like the rush to the operating theatre in a hospital,
the again is that between worlds of what happens next will I return will I be reborn or am I being reborn. Did you subconsciously write this or did this come from a fear???? It is a grand write either way, I wrote a short story called "The Accident" that has similar scenes running through the story so it jogged a memory..
Take care Joe, Yours Ian.T

Geremia

13 years 10 months ago

Yes, Ian, when I was in

Yes, Ian, when I was in emergency,

Joe

Ian.T

13 years 10 months ago

Joe

Glad I read it right, The short story I wrote when 16 I put on stream called "The Accident" is very much the same lines as your poem.
Take care my friend,
Yours Ian.T

Geremia

13 years 10 months ago

Thanks. Will make changes.

Thanks. Will make changes. Good to c u back, my friend.

joe