Choose Medicine
A "trainee-spotting" poem by manick: Choose medicine.
Tag medical poem
Dundrum Quay (posted in tribute to Seamus Heaney)
Barnacle encrusted stumps remain.Thrusting, vertebral fossils From tidal glar pools and rising silt. The bar is no longer dredged: Time gently smudges over noisy, dark, Dangerous memories: Coal-black, Bent-backed, Hard men stooping – Their iron shovels grate on coal, Organic…
The Hypocritic Corpus
As I stand over this: Screaming human? Patchwork Scarred Scared Amphetamine fuelled Pulsing rage, With a syringe of midazolam -fantazaslam! Invoking the Mental Health Act, As if I believe in it -The gospel according to psychiatry I realise this does…
The poem which gave it’s name to (both) my blog(s)
Looking Underneath I yearn for green moss – Gaiman’s smell of damp leaf mould. The poise and promise in fleshy puffballs under Cochrane’s Bridge and the startle of a snapping twig in an Irish autumn – – the cool underneaths…