“Sweaty and Dirty”


A German nurse in 2005.
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Forgiveness is a Positive Virtue

She was trembling as she stood facing me,

Was there something she wanted to see?

Her hands were pressed against her chest,

Then I noticed she was cupping her breasts,

It was difficult for her to hide her fright,

Her small voice quavered ever so slight,

When she asked, “Are my breasts too small?”

She was exposing thoughts, fears, her very all,

She had pulchritude, talent, and intelligence,

Everything I thought was of the essence,

Her eyes searched mine hoping to find,

That I had forgiven her and made up my mind,

If I loved her, she needed desperately to know,

The question she posed was far different though,

I thought back three months to when we met,

The circumstances were very hard to forget,

I had been downsized with an economy shift,

Turned loose in the jobless current to drift,

Overqualified,” they would say to me,

“That’s just the way it’s got to be,”

That was the response I got from several firms,

Saying I had a doctorate opened a can of worms,

I needed work to keep paying my bills,

I finally found work by deemphasizing my skills,

A hospital laundry kept me from going deeper in debt,

And I tried to remain cheerful with no regrets,

Yes, I remember the day we first met,

My shirt was dirty and I was soaked with sweat,

I expected to be alone while I ate lunch,

Usually treated like a pariah by the hospital bunch,

Smokers gravitated to me because I was dirty anyway,

But I sprayed a can of freshener as two smokers puffed away,

“What are you doing?” one howled in dismay,

“You’ve ruined our air and now you’re going to pay!”

I moved to another table to avoid further trouble,

That’s when two nurses arrived bringing trouble double,

The cutest nurse spoke up quickly, she didn’t hesitate,

“That was brave what you did. I think that was just great!”

The other nurse nudged her forward, “Hurry up, we’re late,”

The cute one said, “Would you go to a party?  I need a date.”

“I’m just a laundry worker,” I quietly said,

“Why don’t you ask one of the doctors instead?”

Tears dripped from those bewitching eyes,

At first I didn’t believe she could tell me lies,

“Yes, I’ll be honored to go with you,”

Why she had asked me I had no clue,

But a hospital nurse of stature and style,

Had stayed and talked with me awhile,

There had to be a reason behind her smile,

Was there something about me that she reviled?

Or maybe it was just a set up for a cruel prank,

I couldn’t think of anything positive, I was drawing a blank,

In spite of my misgivings, I knew it was only a date,

If I continued to be positive I would determine my own fate,

I told myself I was just curious, I knew I didn’t really rate,

But I had forgotten about my albatross, my gullible trait,

(to be continued)

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23 thoughts on ““Sweaty and Dirty”

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    1. Wednesday, part 2 will be posted. It’s stretched into three parts again and I’m waiting to see how it turns out.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  1. A beautifully weaved tale in poetry form….I am excited with the next part with what will happen to him! It is a story mixed with chaos and excitement, a real-life drama given life in your poem!

    This is truly interesting Dan…will the next tale be in the next poets’ rally?

    1. The next two parts are already posted on my blog. I get carried away with my stories sometimes.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    1. Sherry, maybe we’ll have a mutual admiration group. Love your stuff also.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    1. Thank you for your kind words. I thought the long stories were stressing everybody out! If there’s no hope, then I have to struggle more. I like to squeeze each moment (like toothpaste from the tube) and multijoy and savor all life has to give. Alone in life, getting older, and life is still precious. But hope amd courage? Yep, I’m full to the brim.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    1. Fortunately the rest of the story is already waiting for your approval and I’m providing the links. https://danroberson.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/sweaty-and-dirty-part-two/ https://danroberson.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/sweaty-and-dirty-part-three/, Please comment. I’m currently working on my next story/poem and have the first part posted. Have a great day and enjoy.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    1. I think I just enjoy what I do. I’m impressed with all the talent I’ve seen in the poetry groups. I love your poems too!

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  2. amazing poetry.

    Hello,
    Thanks for being part of Thursday Poets Rally and hope to see you continued support …your input is valued…
    We are giving you the perfect poet award for week 71 today, enjoy!
    If you take it, please nominate another poet in your poem post, and leave your acceptance link under our award post, thank you in advance!
    Happy End of August! Have A Grand September Ahead!
    Looking forward to seeing you in the rally next time again!
    Cheers!

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