Short Md Poems

The shaded truth is hard to catch
Since color's so easy to patch  
A licensed MD
Has the odd luck to see
The carpet and drapes might not match...

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Heineken
crystal head vodka 
MD 20/20 
im pretty tipsy 
I'm pretty drunk
I'm happy 
I'm sad
I'm happy 
Watchin Xmas movies.
This is the worst poem ever. 
but then again I'm pretty drunk...

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For my free thought anxiety,
I do like reading Web MD,
For medical catastrophes, 
But what to do, in reality,
Send them off to a good G.P.,
For accurate diagnoses,
Then stop reading Web MD!...

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My kid gets smarter every day
She queries in a thoughtful way:
"Are two M.D.'s a paradox?
Are kosher fish in spring 'May lox'?"
"Go ask your Mom". She says, "I did!
She said to ask another kid"....

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Choosing
“How Odd of G-d,
To Choose the Jews”,
G-d’s not Odd,
The Jews chose G-d!
First Hashem then Barbara chose Chaim,
A Ger, How peculiar!
Anomalies, no Rhyme,
C. Wilson, MD for Mad Doodler,
But here Chaim Chose & Aligned!

...

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Compare and Share When There

Am reading Peace, Love and Healing
by Bernie S. Siegel, M.D.

After all of my patients will compare;
What I must learn is how to share,
Hope and pain,
Not in vein;
Touched and held hands while there.

Jim Horn...

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michelle
creative,sexy,outgoing,smart
sister of latrice
lover of those who love me
who feels safe,loved,lonely,and scared
who fears lightning,spiders,death and slugs
who like to see life,colors,flowers and love
resident of baltimore, md
pryor...

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asl  aid MD   kool
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Mad   nes s      ho
AR-15.1 rate. gun
ITREYA6xixinping...

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Tearing through flesh
Shattering bones
No organs spared

Beautiful child playing with her friends
A fearful confused young rebel
The baker trudging to work at dawn
An elder reflecting and ruing the past

The bullet has no conscience
No memory
Only an inevitable path

Why?

Michael Newman MD
Doctors without Borders...

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Though one may begin to scoff
They may remain-- to pray
To get into reading, it's enough
For the A.A. book --this way


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Reply to "The Doctor's Opinion"
"I earnestly advise every alcoholic to read this book through, and though perhaps he came to scoff, he may remain to pray."
~William D. Silkworth, M.D....

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My old man,
The medicine man

Used to make me laugh

He had a remedy for everything

And it was called T.C.P

Got a graze or a cut T.C.P

Piles , Kidney stones T.C.P

Upset stomach T.C.P

Headache T.C.P

I bet if he was here today

This he would probably say

See that Chinese Corona Virus

You know what would cure that 

Yes Dad

T.C.P...

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Self-destruction
is erotic.
The ticking time-bomb type is infinitely more attractive
than the girl next door.
I prefer the taste of cheap tequila and No. 27s
on other girls’ lips.
There are sylphs and there are more modern nymphs-
those that thrive on neon and glitz.
Black lace, dark eyes, losing shoes and stroking thighs-
I think I’ve found a new addiction,
a Warhol, M.D. prescription....

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PS MS US BS
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ER OR HR PR
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CBA DBA MBA NBA 
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KC MC PC WC
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MP PP VP XP
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MA ME MI MO
  MN MS MK MJ!...

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Being Willing
Written: by Miracle Man
7-21-2023

God’s purpose for each is to go and do,
for HIS fields are white and laborers few.

God make us willing to share our belief. 
Using your word to bring others relief.

Make us engaged, not to just grace a pew,
so we’ll win lost souls before we’re through.


“The reward for work well done
is the opportunity to do more.”
Jonas Salk MD
...

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I
Jim was the archetypal Mensch
We loved writing, Greenbelt MD, Jesus

II
At the edge of my tears
I could sit, daydream, make monuments with words
The Hindu soul within my Soul
Had adored weaving flowers for Jaggan
Whose mom died while he was the driver
Our ancestors will gladly bequeath garlands
Tropical and exotic strelitzia and protea
But you and I are forever in another lineage
The eternal family through a lamb, Jesus...

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He never liked "Bob" - now a success
So Robert Croslin he is
Raise in Baltimore ("projects")
His mom (Aurelia) is grandma to my kids
His only son, a lawyer in DC
In his own right, now elected
Mayor of Hyattsville! (Praise God)
Once, my "good" eye-doctors place
Where I volunteered for its Literacy Council
Memories of Library, churches, New Year breakfasts!
A liveable community, a bit costly now
But memories continue to layer on...

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Man born naturally                                 					 
you cant kill or breed it out                                                                                            
prone to error now they try to manipulate it                                                                      
M.D. DNA RNA by the way Sc.D. 			                                                     
Y O U  are not  G O D                        a grook on philosophy...

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Every year we dread the mammo!
But far more women die from heart disease
One in five dies from heart disease
One in thirty from breast cancer.

It's quite complex, and am MD I am not.
But check out the info online it's red hot.
Keep females alive. 
This is not jive!

Your food comes first, it's no joke
Eating bad food daily, may do us in.
It's more complex than just food
I want you around long in the poetry hood

5/26/2019
1;30am PST...

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I watched you slink
lower into numbing coat,
where warmth just boils
away any residue of respite,

saw how your smile
developed MD,
drooping like torn flesh,

and no matter how often
those three words
nuzzled, you still held
that shroud so tight;

are you dying my twin?

Your eyes seem to have found
a place where nobody goes,
somewhere stuck in a moment
halfway between us,
and silence mutes me
with all the things unsaid

while you wrap yourself
in tainted conclusions....

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