Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 14, 2017

Settled Surely~by Nurse Kelly



Settled Surely


Day tips into darkness.

And I am working.

And I am happy.

Like an obsession I pour sweet elixir.

My life as liquid runs.

The well is deep.

The ink is black.

Because compassion doesn’t do shades of gray.

I drip on this screen.

Release in the words.

Little left to bleed after staring into eyes

more hopeless than I’ve ever seen.

Sometimes I wish I didn’t live my life overlooking the lines,

disconnected yet connected so deeply,

I get consumed.

Looking, seeing, existing, being

in moments when the light is switched off.


 And I cannot see.

But someone else can.

Because I gave it to them.

Because that is WHO I AM.

And —

I would choose that choice over and over again.

No matter the dark.

No matter the black.


My life runs.

Through vibrant fields of lavender.


“Put down the needle, put down the spoon.” ~ Prince

Tragic irony.


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