Best Patient Poems

I have no words to use that can define,
this task so tough to find my lover's name.
In hope, I wait for my soul to refine,
before my heart becomes old with this game.

This language they call love has no restraint,
yet, still I search for tongue which...

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It took me awhile to comprehend 
  the true significance of "be patient."
     We've heard it all before,
        but it's funny how we often fail
        ...

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Today's true tom tale;

Today was Dr. day at the clinic
I ended up the day quite a cynic
I'd been awake three days,
With a toothache and pain that slays
My jagged teeth cutting up my tongue
And the promise of help to which I clung
For no more of this...

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I'm hospitalized and there was a nurse named Jane
She said I need plenty of sleep for my health attain
She took samples of my urine and then replaced the infusion
She gave me my medicine and always checked on my condition
And every time I tried to sleep,...

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When I think of the times in therapy that I spent with Lenny, they weren't that of a therapist to a patient.  They were more of daughter to father or daughter to grandfather. Like every teacher has their favorite student, he was one of...

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Thunder shakes bitter rain from distant clouds,
while, as if in pain, they roil across the heavens.

Lightening licks the jagged mountain rim,
leaving behind a burning kiss, that scars.

All the while, wind cries out,
releasing anger to send debris flying.

And here I stand, watching it all,
patiently waiting to...

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My dear and wonderful friends
Please be patient with me
I have twenty one of you to 
Thank you see.

Tomorrow I head for Casper
Trying to find the answer
Where I will live out there
Be it buying or renting I don't care.

The weather took a turn
Fooled us all so...

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Surfing a mind obstructed with Cupid's arrow
was like bleeding a river that flowed upwards,
towards an angry volcano having nightmares.
A volatile internal rumble craving relief,
only in eruption.
Such was his fury with the thought
of her very existence.

Just as braving the flow of molten rock
was like telling the...

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I wake up early Monday morning
still cold and dark outside
eat my breakfast, take my pills
sit and wait for my ride,

arrive at the center
get comfortable in my chair
like I do 3 times a week
thankful t hat I'm there

I come to every treatment
I never show up late
I...

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A patient man

A patient man
Never forces his life to come
Rather an elegant gesture
A signal by hand
And that made the patient man

A grateful man
Sees the ravening cloud of nothing
But walks towards it with pride
“Come toward me” he said
“I’ve nothing to hide”
No fear nor sorrow filled his...

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High
above
rich wetland
a lone kestrel .

Patient death beating,
fixed in  measureless blue.

Elegant white swans swim through
rare grasses greeting migrating
geese sliding in with the setting sun.

Darkness falls, who will sing the requiem?...

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I only had a glmpse of you - 
a glimpse, the night before you died: 
A once beautiful lady, still beautiful, 
preparing to die - such grace, such poise. 

There was an aura about you - 
an aura of peace and serenity. 
No fear. ...

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Forgotten Patient

The patient sits
Staring out the window,
The nurses talk to him
Like he’s a child,
But he just sits
And stares
Looking out the window.

Once he was a young man, 
Growing,
A husband out earning, 
Now widowed,
A father holding
His children so dear,
Now living there lives.
This man that fought
During World War...

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"brothers    it's Christmas
old people love Christmas too
hark the master's voice

one and all    hear me!
old people are beautiful!”
thus spake our preacher

“I want you to know
Jeeeezus loves all old people.”
says our fine shepherd

“if Jeeeeezus loves ‘em
then we have to be patient.”
shaking...

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I Was So Lost

I had been raised in church but a religious church.
They did acknowledge there was a God but
His Son was pictured as dead upon a cross.  This
was the picture that I carried all during my younger
days and until I was 29 years...

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