somewhere in the universe
beastly animatronic appendages
dragging empty buckets the size of blue whales
scoop up wild oats more numerous than grains of sand
they dump these omnipotent hauls
into two monumental receptacles
the first –
is a sweet, crunchy place decorated in swirly G’s
where smells of cinnamon and dehydrated fruits abound
the second – mind you,
casts a far more intimidating shadow
it is a dark, mysterious warehouse
where rancid pigment and gooey binder can be sniffed for miles
it is deep within the bowels of this cloaked place
that all institutional paint is manufactured
and the nefarious beings behind this demon depository
have but one scheme in mind
oatmeal domination
these ill-natured possessors will not rest
until the interior of every hospital, recovery outpost and learning facility
has been impossibly plastered in their colorless aberration
depressing, hideous, stomach-churning
oatmeal paint
ten-minute sketch while my mother-in-law slept in hospital bed yesterday
she survived cancer number 4 – a tumor was removed from her bladder, all seems well
she is home now happy, drinking lots of water and enjoying her colorful walls filled with beautiful things
those oatmeal-colored hospital walls are a thing of the past
but her care – doctors, nurses and all involved – was fantastic – wonderful people
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Great poem!
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Thank you
annmarie:)
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Great sketch, and God bless your mum and family AnnMarie. ❤️
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Thank you, John. I truly appreciate your gentle words here
am:)
Karole is doing really well:)
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That’s great news!! ❤️😬👍
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:)!
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Glad to hear she is doing well, Ann Marie and that’s a beautiful sketch! 🙂
Always hated those hospital depressing colors…
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I’m so very surprised how many medical facilities are visually depressing…if any places should take extra care in appearing bright and warm…
She is doing terrifically!
Thank you, Sibella.
am:)
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I work in one, so I know first hand. Actually we are getting ready to put some color on our walls. I just hope it will not be murky green and throw up beige LOL 😀
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Wonderful – I’ll keep my fingers crossed for lovely and bright spirit lifting shades:) Perhaps, those institutional walls could use some of your gorgeous art too:)
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This is so skilfully written, I wondered at first where it was heading but the penny dropped brilliantly at the end. Beautiful drawing. So glad your mum in law is now home in a bright, happy place. This is such a touching, moving post…😊
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Ah, thank you, Krystyna –
I wasn’t sure if I could pull this one off – I went a bit overboard with gusto
My mother-in-law is amazing – she is doing really well
Thank you
am:)
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Long may she keep being amazing and continue to do well! I could feel the force! threaded through your poem…! :>)
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she is truly amazing:)
thank you, Krystyna
am:)
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Keep alert for the banal and beige!
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😉
‘Tis why my home walls are orange, red and bright yellow
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Great news about your mother-in-law, AM. Glad she’s away from those “oatmeal walls.” Like this, the writing style is different, and the sketch is wonderful.
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Thank you, DS
Karole is a miracle of science – she’s doing amazingly well and back to eating chocolate and cannoli already
I was trying something a bit different writing-wise
am:)
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Beautiful, touching sketch. It seems that babe and our elderly — both are beautiful in their sleep.
Prayers for your mother-in-law and for you too my friend. Shall think of you in church today.
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It would seem my mother-in-law has survived cancer number 4 – whatever is in her biological makeup needs to be bottled…
Thank you for your generous spirit and kind thoughts, Lillian
am:)
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