Tag: PuppyDoc

A Search Within.

How do I know
the pill won’t seem
bitter to your tongue
through your teeth?

How do IΒ wear
a once white coat
stained with tears
of memories?

How do I compel
my pen to write
scripts to fight
a dimming light?

How do I know
Β which waters will flow
to unearth theΒ strength
within me?

How do I persuade
a heart to let go
when it’s my hand
that sets you free?

How do I ensure
my smile won’t be
one of the last
that you’ll see?

How do I force
my ears to hear
a song I fear
of dusk so near?

How do I know
which waters will come
to enshroud the doubts
within me?

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The Birth of PuppyDoc.

Once upon a time there existedΒ a doc
who hadΒ a petΒ catΒ and listened to Bach.

This doc was described as,Β ‘fun, loyal, and lovey,’
therefore she eventually was dubbed the name Puppy.’

In general, thisΒ Puppy lived quite a blessedΒ life,
but a life of high pressure and occasionalΒ strife.

She loved her profession and for this she was glad,Β 
but certainΒ times events would make her feelΒ sad.

She cared for her patients and strivedΒ to make them well,Β 
So whenΒ they declined, she’d be downΒ with noΒ one to tell.Β 

In a way,Β this describesΒ how “Musings” was born–
Because poetryΒ was, in a manner, her way to mourn.

But thenΒ little by little came someΒ bloggingΒ buddies–
so dearΒ and supportive– for this she feltΒ lucky.

So all you should know that sheΒ treasures EACHΒ one of you,
for when reading your blogs…why–she can never beΒ blue!Β 

In short…this is how a docΒ who thinks she’s a dog
windsΒ up creating…a poetryΒ blog.

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A big thank you to PlotlessOne for this award.
Your blog is full of awesomeness.

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Now for my nominations (in alphabeticalΒ order):

Christopher ofΒ The Brown Bag Special

Colin of A Dog’s Life

Debra ofΒ C-Dog & Company

Jane of InLoveLustandLaughter

Noodle of The Adventures of Noodle

Pam and Sammy of OneSpoiledCat

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And finally, PuppyDoc’s encouragement to new bloggers:Β 

Keep on blogging your heart out!
You may not know it, but what you write is making a difference to someone, somewhere.

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With Love,Β 

PuppyDoc

I.C.U.

Lines, tubes, wires, chains.
Dignity stripped, cavities drained.
The metronome of your pulse above
the beeping orchestra, dissonant buzz.
EachΒ gesture tracked, beat recorded,
breathing measured, lifeΒ distorted.
Do you still feel free?

TheΒ body, its function a masterpiece to muse,
altered by poison, fluidΒ infused.
Vesicles, vessels, organs affixed,
shroudedΒ in blood, lymph intermixed.
Adhered inΒ onenessΒ by tendon and skin,
scarcely quickenedΒ by a pump grownΒ dim.
Do you still feel strong?

Risen before the dawning sun,
aΒ swarm of stoic white has come
to declare theΒ statusΒ of yourΒ issues–
Liver, kidney, heart, lung, tissue.
To examine and prod, inspectΒ thenΒ move
a person, a soul, or a number to improve?
I hope you still feel human.