Ambulance Poems - Poems about Ambulance

ambulance drivers are contempt of court

fear fell away from discussion
the inferior postulate
that anothers poetry
hath not free speech
beneath the scope
of obligation
of love
of love the mind
is left, desolate sound
and smut ridden apocalypse
is your pretense to burn
burning earth in chase of heroic confine
subjection, and of war crimes study
you have been charted
from paranormal disdain
congradulatory suffering
is you house furnished?

Nightshift

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

Ambulance Dispatched To A Nursing Home - A Ghostly Account

that call, a face
    porcelain 
pressed against glass
and dead eyes wrought
from an attic room
    watching us

her name badge was
irrelevant
  “No, those top rooms
  are not used, full
  of junk and all locked up”
yet the face watched us
leave; into 
  the further ghosts
   

Hashtag Paramedic

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

The Ambulance

Buckled up, blue lights, let’s go
We’re taking you to the best place
Get you the special help you need
You’re going to be ok
Just hold on
You’re doing so well
Keep fighting
You can do this
You’re so strong
Not long to go now
Everything is going to be ok
We’re nearly there baby girl
Mummy is right here
I’m so proud of you
You made it
Well

Those Who Wore Their Twisted Cars

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

Emagi Ambulance

Phllip Larkin' AMBULANCE'

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Types of Fall

Types of fall

We all taste the physical one
After Earth’s Gravity has won,
With zest we rush at the fallen,
No big deal there, so no stalling
“You’re okay! Please, don’t mind the slip”
That is: if uninjured one’s hip;
Victim, Helper back on their feet:
More miles to deal with by the feet
Hundred times worse fall from some peak,
Climbers luckiest scar:

Still Waiting

frozen and alone
still clutching her phone
awaiting an ambulance

Political Good Intentions

                           The ambulance raced to cross the tracks,

                     

Sights For Sighs

Transport has arrived to take him away.
Was he awake in that apartment?
Will he stare through dead eyes,
or living eyes that cannot see,
lacking attention?

So many old are claimed
from this block of flats,
put into ambulance or hearse.
We raise an eyebrow somewhat.
It makes such interesting traffic.


(Jun 2022)

Call For An Ambulance

A cry in the night 
She’s not breathing
Such a frantic sight
Call for an ambulance so frightening 

We wait and wait doing our best
CPR ongoing we struggle on
It goes to ten then twenty, thirty minutes our quest
To save a life but it is now lost and gone

An ambulance service way under staffed struggling with care
Driving from

Ambulance

A must-buy for a clinic
Insisting that she isn’t for a picnic
The one with a restless siren
The first maker of the deceased’s memory, evergreen;
The driver mover of the ambulance
For the deceased’s sake trifling with vigilance
This way the automobile insanely serving
That way the same ruinously curing
Both the richest of sports for the non -living thing
I don’t need

Ambulance Chasers

Ambulance chasers
have morphed into
Civil Rights Attorneys...
salivating at the gurneys – a big
paycheck a chance to obtain,

making a living by inflaming
already blood-red, fiery pain – 

Compounding perceived 
prejudice -- hate; propagating 
color-division...though good
blindness has been of late
on many lips and in loving sighs 
contradicting rank media allies
(conspiring enclaves – perpetuating 
malicious, racist lies)... 

manipulating facts for

Sky High Silence

I hear no ambulances at night
            Secure sleep brings wishes accepted
            When the sirens are whinging
            Sanity slightly, briefly unhinging
  

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