I am lucky enough to count the wonderful Dr Elinor Kapp amongst my friends. As well as her hospice work and career in Psychiatry, Elinor is a poet, storyteller and a magnificent textile artist. We’ve been discussing the idea of creating poems about the senses. The idea is to develop a resource that could be used by palliative carers to add more depth and joy to people’s lives. So here is my first offering:-
You gaze at me
The child peeping from behind the grown up mask
Eager but shy
Seeking a boon
Uncertain it will be granted.
“Can I have a shower?”
I smile a correction,
You give your biggest grin and nod,
My heart nearly breaks.
You sigh nestling your face in the quilt
I spread the smell of lavender over you
I knead your calves
Work my thumbs into the arches of your feet
I take my time
The joy we feel courses through my hands
You quietly groan
My thumbs work up your spine.
I wish I could unknot your mind.
You are silent
You are velvety
You are content.
And then you deeply sleep.