Moving On
At the Calderdale Royal Infirmary
nothing moves, not even her chest.
Peace has descended
like snow carpeting the ground.
Rain throws spats against the window
Nurses move like shadows
A catering trolley comes squeaking past
pauses for a moment to acknowledge the corpse.
* Caroline M. Davies has taken far too long to realise that writing and reading poetry are the things she most enjoys doing. Her poems have won prizes in a number of competitions including King's Lynn writers, Blaenau Gwent, Aber Valley Festival, JBWB and Flashquake.
