Short Anaesthesia Poems
Short Anaesthesia Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Anaesthesia by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Anaesthesia by length and keyword.
Operation Anaesthesia
Screaming til my face collapsed, broken arrow’s here called
Dear God she’s so beautiful, a cascading insouciance befalls
Forensics yeah they’ll differ, no doubt say, it was inhumane
I don’t give a fig leaf, as the daisy cutter obliterates my pain
By
David Kavanagh...
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Categories:
anaesthesia, allusion, pain, perspective,
Form:
Quatrain
I Know Me
It was a freak accident of epithelium
under anaesthesia.
You place a window
on to a hollow brain.
The money makes the monkey out of you.
A green light
blocks the fish, your memory,
to swim in black thoughts.
The yellow rose burns
in your hand. It was beginning of
a domestic race. The nightmares will
take care of the sleep.
Satish Verma...
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Categories:
anaesthesia, art,
Form:
ABC
Anaesthesia For the Soul
Anaesthesia for the soul
A feeling that has a spiritual flow,
Somehow it feels arcane and old
But the reminds you of years gone by of gold,
We are light beams,
We are star seeds,
We are sunbeams,
Shining light and energy,
We share the love
And bring about beauty and harmony,
Through the act of coalescing unity,
This is anaesthesia for the soul....
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Categories:
anaesthesia, inspirational, light, love, spiritual, uplifting,
Form:
Free verse
Myst
"MYST"
Under Anaesthesia
the dream bleeds fast,
it lasts forever, it’s over too quick
Some kind of fantasy, you meet those you missed
Terra Firma no longer exists
Floating with other beings
Legends are embraced
lovingly long time kissed
In the Bardo, the "Between" place
I'll wait for you
with those missed
I will wait for you
in the
Myst
(Lovejoy-Burton/May 2018)
...
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Categories:
anaesthesia, journey, love, mother daughter,
Form:
Free verse
Do I Mind When Things Don'T Add Up
oceanic are my dreams
sedated by soporose slumber
I drift
washed up on a different shore
no longer bathed & preserved within icy saline
the opposite of the safety of the womb
yet preferable to awakening
with eyes skinned so that harsh realities sink in
I choose to close my eyes
shiver in unknown surroundings
await the sandman's anaesthesia
amnesia battles denial
truth battles confabulation
I don't want to stand & stare ...
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Categories:
anaesthesia, emotions,
Form:
Free verse