Best Nhs Poems
The NHS has plans to save money
Which ENT consultants won’t follow
They won’t hear of budget cuts
They think the plans quite shallow
Which have got up there noses
And they find them hard to swallow
The NHS has plans to save money
And many are opposed to the suggestion
The Obstetricians feel that the government
Are labouring under a misconception
Captain Tom
By Jan Beaumont ©
He was somebody we'd never heard of
Just a man quietly living his life
But a man who'd seen things that he shouldn't
Like battle and horror and strife.
He was loved and surrounded by family
Had a home and a warm comfy bed
Then the horrible virus that hit us
Changed the world when it reared its cruel head.
There were so many people who sickened
There were those who were fighting to live
And then there were those who were there by their side
Who were ready and willing to give.
Captain Tom saw a need to do something
He wanted to help where he could
He started to walk in his garden
Back and forth for the NHS good.
He wanted to raise just a thousand
He thought he could do it you see
But instead that old soldier raised millions
Just by walking each day tirelessly.
It's not as if he was a young man
He had lived to a wonderful age
On his one hundredth birthday
They honoured him well
He now found himself on the world stage.
For on his centennial birthday
His name became almost eternal
They promoted the man who'd achieved oh so much
And Tom Moore went from Captain to Colonel!
Michael Ball and our Tom made a record
And it went to the top of the charts
The oldest man ever to be No 1
And of course No 1 in our hearts.
So we thank you for everything,
Colonel Tom Moore
You selflessly gave us your best
You have done us all proud, you're a hero
Now just go put your feet up and rest!
The NHS has plans to save money
As they are strapped for cash
The plans have got up the Allergists noses
And Dermatologists think them rash
The NHS has plans to save money
And there has been opposition all right
But the Gastroenterologists
Don’t have the stomach for a fight
I look to the day when they species is endangered,
When Cerebral Palsy as a condition is almost extinct,
When there’s other disabled people to interact with,
When our existence is teetering and on the brink.
I know researchers and scientists will cure the condition,
In two hundred years time or so by thought and deed,
By ingenuity they'll cure the brain damaged neurones,
When let us move and control our output and feed.
I hope my descendants will be far better off for me,
No matter where they come in the timescale of drugs,
In the timescale of effective surgery or treatment,
To reconnect the cerebellum and neurones, the thugs.
If you ask a believer for their confidence and hope,
They'll say god, faith, healing prayers or reverence,
But I say believe in doctors and the health service,
Trust in nurses to gain your wellbeing convergence.
Snitchy, *****y boss climbs the ladder to sucsess
Several years mis management meen the workplace is a mess
Outcomes the Social Enterprise to take up all the pain
And snitchy, *****y boss climbs up the ladder again
The NHS ~ so many memories
But mostly of my children being born
And love and opiates, both made to ease
The pain that wakes a body up at dawn
You open up the curtains for us, mop
Our blood up, help our babies take a breath
Hold hands over our hearts until they stop
And close the curtains quietly when death
Comes in the evening. Can I thank you for
The many things that you have done for me
The medicine, the extra mile, and more
For me, my neighbours, and my family ~
And all the people only you have known
Whose hands you held and didn't die alone
© Gail Foster 5th July 2023
Went to St Richards early today
Had an appointment so that was okay
The problem is this; I went in with a hernia
But when I came out... I had hyperthermia
Whilst no radiator did radiate heat
And I was laid out like a chilled cut of meat
The staff got abuse from a quite irate geyser
‘I'm going to Iceland to sit in the freezer’
They prodded and scanned me right down to my toes
And broke off the icicle hung from my nose
They asked if I'd registered my next of kin
I said, ‘That's her there with the goosebumpy skin’
When they lifted my gown and asked me to cough
They snapped what they thought was an icicle off
The chill numbed the pain as they whipped off my wheener
So I went in as Terry and came out as Tina
Dedicated to those who have done their bit.
Keeping our country fighting fit.
Through all the turmoil of the situation.
Standing tall with sheer dedication.
Nhs workers doing long hours.
Deserve more than a bunch of flowers.
Doctors and Nurses not getting a break.
This is ludicrous for goodness sake.
People in care homes looking after our olds.
Keeping all the patients safe now be told.
Wearing gloves and face masks all day long.
Trying to keep everybody strong.
Then theres police, fire service and ambulance people too.
Doing their jobs and protecting me and you.
Food stores keeping food on our plate.
Without whom we'd be in a real state.
Community groups have also stood out.
Get shopping , medication when you shout.
People are cooking and delivering food.
To those in isolation wishing they could.
The next time you see someone doing their work.
Just think COVID 19 is really berserk.
So whether its work or doing a good deed.
Everyone please do take heed.
Please stay in don't let this virus mutate.
Stay safe please don't tempt fate.
Its hard enough the things that they do.
Without another casualty like you and you.
So to all those mentioned from our town.
Here's a little gift sorry no gown.
Moisturiser treats and some lip balm.
Thank you from the people of Calne.
I ponder at the mirror hanging on my bathroom wall
dreams shatter as I gaze upon an image once so tall.
Yet it is you in there in this life I had to become
with youthful mind to witness the epidermis succumb.
To absorb this reality a portrait of reasons
unlike nature’s call humanity breeze through the seasons.
A flower grows and fully blooms then taken at its best
should this apply to us all it would save our NHS.*
© Harry J horsman 2018
Covid the invisible killer
spreading its ugliness throughout our world
Outside a place we no longer go
and the sun beats down tempting us
Virus damaging lives
taking our loved one's showing no mercy
Invisible where are you?
lurking around every corner-waiting
Death for the vulnerable and weak
how many will you take before you leave?
COVID 19- God Bless the NHS
I count my strides
Since I know how to ride
The idea is to figure out a problem
And if I do it with grace, I can honestly say I got em.
With every fence I take
I really hope I can make
Since a rail goes down
Everybody in the arena will have a frown
But when I do it clear
What do I hear?
But the clapping cheers
Of those enjoying being here
It is the Grand Prix with fences so high
That my horse and I
Will hang on tight giving it a nice try
After everyone goes
It is off to the jump off to see who is best in show
Where the spectacle turns into a race
If all the fences stay in their place
So, after the class presents a winner
We go enjoy dinner
Reflecting on what was done
And knowing it was quite fun
COVID -19
Irrespective of what your size is
You are not immune to Coronavirus
So stay at home is sound advice
As you may lose at the throw of the dice
Man, woman or child, it does not care
So dice with death...if you dare.
This evil curse is here for a while
He conducts his business with artless guile
To offer the path of least resistance
You must be sensible and keep your distance.
This is not a disease to be treated lightly
And one that will not go politely.
Before he does he will take his toll
Of thousands of humans and not trouble his soul.
If you are lucky enough to escape his scythe
Consider how others managed to survive.
Often by the unselfishness of the NHS
Those doctors, nurses, carers we will forever bless
If it was not for the unselfish acts of public health staff
There could many more treading a one way path.
Arlene Phillips 2020 (c)
To want to love
To love to care
To care enough
Enough to share
To share your time
To play your part
To care enough
To give your heart
Nurse the sick
Soothe the pained
Day after day
And finish drained
Take courage, strength
Love and share
To care enough
Enough to care.