A Nurse’s Song

 I don’t sightsee.

There’s not much there to see:

Sand and goats and the French military.

I go to do.

Give my hands, my back, and a few 

Long days to see the surgeries through.

So, if this is my last swan song,

At least I went out with my scrubs still on.

Cut and Suture

Back to where they took me

Back to where I went

Back to cut and suture

Back to pray and wait

Drowning Man

A Levite's in the river

Leaving bodies in his wake

The Spirit's leaving heaven

River rushes over face

A body floating downward

Looking up and contemplates

Like Jonah in the ocean

Is he self made fishing bait