Ebbing Away!

In his sixties looked around at the people

talking and chatting together

yet sat on his own as if he was not seen

in the eighties he remembered

laying in a hospital bed life ebbing away

was it his moment that day?


After an operation was left bleeding inside

but for an observant doctor

would not be sitting feeling life had halted

nothing had worked out since

certain within himself he was not depressed

filled with self-pity or stressed!


Nothing had worked out thought he was nice

never fell out with others

had one job most of his reasonably long life

two ex-wives that was bad

nobody else had connected with him since

himself tried to convince!


As far as memory would stretch he was sure

tried to move forward

yet always it was blocked each time failed

the sensation of going around

in the same circle unable to break free

never to this day the escapee!


Trapped in a miniature transparent dome

watching time pass by

unable to communicate in a state of stasis

was this just imagination

or a reality that he was doomed to repeat

until there was no heartbeat!


The Foureyed Poet.



Doctor D (Sir)

Doctor D to us is a great Anaesthetist

better add Consultant.

Can be intense but we all have a laugh

though does try to sing.

Plenty of stories to make the days pass by

a professional I can’t deny.


Not only it’s said owns at least two cars

but a biker with leathers as well!

Embraces his work and home life to

likes to go away and play golf.

Probably just to get away from the wife

what the trouble and strife?


Highly respected well certainly he thinks so

mentioned he’s a wealthy man.

Can’t hold that against him I suppose not

just cause I ain’t got a lot!

To us the team he’s one of the very best

honestly I don’t jest.


Well done Doc you keep marching on

give us another song!


The Foureyed Poet.

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