Sarah Shaw
Sarah Shaw
Apr 23, 2023
This poem is part of the contest:

Neopoem Of The Week April 23rd Through April 29th 2023 🏆 Winner

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Not Alone

I gazed at you
as you lay sleeping,
I tried to stay calm
I was silently weeping.
The machines were
all flashing and bleeping
and I heard the sound
of mechanical breathing.

The family had come
from near and from far.
The decision was mine to sign Dnr.
I was glad I wasn't completely alone
Until one by one they all went home.

So I tucked up your feet
and I folded the sheet.
I sprayed your perfume
and I brushed your hair.
I hoped in my heart
you knew I was there.

I whispered so softly
close to your ear.
I love you Mum
And I want you to know
that we'll be alright
if you have to go.

I wiped my eyes with the edge of my sleeve
and now you had permission to leave.
I left that hospital and I sat in the park
I sat there for hours until it was dark.
I heard heavenly voices
with the playing of harps.
It soothed my soul
and caressed my heart.
A message sent, I wasn't alone

And the wind,

it came with me.

All the way home.

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Kent UK, GBR

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neopoet

The below is a computer generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

This poem captures the raw emotions of a loved one watching over someone in critical condition. The use of sensory details, such as the machines flashing and beeping and the mechanical breathing, creates a vivid image of the hospital setting. The speaker's inner turmoil is palpable, as they struggle to come to terms with the decision they must make. The final stanza brings a sense of peace, as the wind serves as a comforting reminder that they are not alone.

One line edit suggestion: In the second to last stanza, "And the playing of harps" could be changed to "With the playing of harps" for smoother flow.

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Geezer

to say the least. You have managed to paint an evocative picture of the last duties to a loved one and the sense of peace that
it gives the woman. I don't see anything I would change. Great work!
~ Geezer.
.

Alex Tanner

A deserving winner, congratulations. Alex

Candlewitch

now, that's devotion! what an exceptional write on saying good bye!

*peace... Cat