A hospital
is a white shell on the beach
Bleached
bare and lodged in sand
The ocean
washes over itIt sometimes buries it
But a hospital remains unmoved by this
Whatever changes could occur already have
Any color it might have had has washed away
Or been ground in sand
It shines in the sun but people walk around it
They sense they should not touch it
They should not pick it up and add it to their collection
But it shall no one wants to own it
They want to leave it
Good job Jacob!
ReplyDeleteI like how you're using very descriptive words so that you can get us to think "what is he talking about?"
Something I would improve on is your stanza line choice. Try and organize it into a more neat. I will be easier for the reader to understand or follow.
Other than that I really like how you are using oceans and human interactions as comparisons to the object that you are describing. It makes the poem become more alive.