Thursday, October 27, 2011

Cardiology Waiting Room

I see gray walls,
gray chairs, gray heads.
Paintings monotone.
Faces tired, bored.
I imagine red blood pulsing.
hearts beating out the history
of lives remembered, lived,
hopes and dreams still strong.
I want to paint gray walls with
sunshine, open ceiling to stars,
laugh, cry, record evey story,
live hard and happy until we die.


  1. I want those things, too, Victoria. I had never thought of recording all the stories but what a wonderful thought. I love your ideas here and will think of them when I go with Bill for his anointment. :)

  2. Well described, Victoria. This was not the intent of your poem, but I do think it would be nice if these waiting rooms DID have sunshine-colored walls and a ceiling filled with stars. How much more pleasant and hopeful for the patients.

    But yes, live hard and happy until you die. As I will try to do, to the best of my ability, as well.

  3. I really do wish the waiting rooms were brighter and less generic. I don't know why kids get all the color,

  4. I like the reflection in this, it does seem like something that would come to mind in a medical waiting room. And such a positive philosophy for so somber a place. Gray does seem an unfortunate choice for room color--what was the decorating thinking? I hope you were in such a place for a routine reason and that all is OK with you and your family.

  5. Stark contrasts of gray uninterested atmosphere and pulsing red blood. Well done, Victoria, I want sunshine and stars and stories too.

  6. Thanks for the comments and for checking on our wellbeing Peggy. We were just waiting for Bob's routine coumadin check. I happened to have a break when he had his appointment and walked over with him (across the street from my office). I really do wonder what the decorator was thinking.

  7. Grey walls would be so foreboding, or depressing, I agree. Let them be yellows, blues, reds, oranges, purples, all the rainbow colors. who needs drab grey!