Coppelia. (Un Revised Original Version)

Walking at last
A child again
Learning how to stiffly move
From A to B
From chair to table
From bed to door

Walking at last
On wooden legs
On rubber ankles
In shoes of lead
The floor unstable
The walls dissolving

Walking at last
Nothing to hold to
Except a memory
Of times now lost
The door keeps banging
Into your face

Six months stone still
Locked in a coma
Eyes clamped tight
Neck in a cast
Have sapped strong muscle
Curtailed most movement
Stunted the mind -
Sporadic fits and violent seizures
Have broken down your wistful dance

Walking at last
You struggle towards me
Across the Ward
Wide as the world
Frail arms outstretched
A high wire dreamer
Resisting assistance
Fighting the air
A smile in your eyes

I must promise myself not to mention the tears
I cried every night last summer


Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
January 7th. - 8th. - 9th. 2018.

For Ivy, six months in a coma, now returned home.
She is struggling to walk and talks with her eyes.