Paramedic Poems - Poems about Paramedic

they're cold but they don't judge blue lights respond to everyone even her, so small, hiding in a wardrobe tree lights are other lights sparkling joyously, festively it was difficult watching my own play after her, so small, smoke filled, never getting to play with whatever she got under those other lights ...

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what’s the bloodiest, the goriest it’s what they’re really hoping for but bread and butter routine falls uninjured, aging vulnerables just needing putting back to bed or in their chair, their blanket days with smiles as they’re left alone strong but crying inwardly the cold and lonely prison home we drive away hoping that someone will check up on them and after shift when we’re...

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I was a paramedic for many years until a work injury put a stop to things and so this is a poem reflecting on my career my blood was pouring into him while his blood stuck my feet to the floor a floor vibrating over wheels screeching corners with road signs flickering lights, shouting back at us how we disturbed sleep this night...

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Its a new day. The clouds have parted. I see a brand new way. Hell has frozen over. The demon has been slain. Nothing will ever be the same. I feel joy I haven't felt. I've been released from the fray. I've tossed the shield. Burned the blood soaked uniform. I finally feel as if I'll be okay. No more the violence. No more the sadness and...

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Silently, I view your eyes. Marbles, moving towards judgement. So easy for you to surmise. Where they came, where they went. Haughty, you ignore my report. They sadly sit in abject failure. Icily, you give sharp retort. Treatment of trash, forced to endure. Revered only by ignorance, you continue in your sin. When did you spoil? When did the pretension begin? A pit of incestuous vipers, you...

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The paramedic lent down, ignoring the noise, The commotion and the screams. He was focused on just one thing, her in the driver’s seat, He ignored the other teens. The lights and sirens, the urgency, He sat quietly by her on the stretchered ambulance bed. He gently prised her fingers off her phone, And this is what it...

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