I promised dVerse readers last week that I would have a poem for this week’s Open Link Night. The poem materialised as SCREAM on Sunday, but here are the origins, the jottings made in hospital under the influence of pain and drugs. My son took the pictures and I haven’t managed to enlarge them, but clicking on the images makes them readable.
Even if I enlarge the pages they are still illegible, but the gist found its way into the SCREAM poem. I can’t bear to read these again!
for dVerse Poet’s Pub Open Link Night