Med Poetry Healing through Words

Monthly Archives: April 2021

Appendicitis

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HAVE you got the new disorder?
If you haven’t ’tis in order
To succumb to it at once without delay.
It is called appendicitis…

The Doctor

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In love he practiced, and in patience taught…

The Doctor’s Dream

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I am sitting alone, by the surgery fire, with my pipe alight, now the day is done;
The village is quiet, the wife’s asleep, the child is hushed, and the clock strikes one!
And I think to myself, as I read the Journal, and I bless my life for the peace upstairs…

The Hospital at Night

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I SIT within the long dim ward at night;
Around me silent beds or snores or groans, —
Ah! List that prayer with anguish In its tones…

The Doctor’s Wife

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THE night was dark and bitter cold.
The wind across the prairie swept,
While I in comforts warm enrolled
Snored softly on and soundly slept…

The Young Medic and the Old

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Deacon Jones was always ailing,
And his many aches bewailing,
And old Doctor Grampus failing…

Sir Medicus Challenged

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WHAT skilled physician owns the art
To heal the hurt done to my heart
By Daphne, mischief of Diana’s train,
Who wickedly doth joy her in my pain…

A Hospital Story

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WHITE faces, pained and thin,
Gathered new pain — as at some sight of slaughter-
And waiting nurses, with their cups of water,
Shrank, when they saw the bargeman ‘s little daughter…