Nurse Poems

Nurse poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of nurse poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on nurse are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Nurse

The Nurse short poem

she’s all alone again just a moment composing herself without a mirror tremors in her chest her rib cage trying to collapse upon her heart the first one – years distant was her grandfather on the carpeted steps next to

Nurse

Nurse short poem

Hurried steps from room to room, bed to bed, Too many wounds and bandages soaking red. She has seen the ugliest of wounds, and her mind echoes those desperate cries, Yet she will always greet you, wearing her friendliest, warmest

Nurse

Nurse short poem

You study so hard for a nursing career Sometimes knowledge doesn’t replace fear The job of a 12 hour shift Registered nurse, Some- times feels more akin a curse. Telling my loved ones goodbye And leaving home for the night

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The Beauty Sleep

The Beauty Sleep short poem

In the psychiatric hospital, angels have fever blisters because of too much powdered milk, swollen still hot from soft plastic cups as pink as their fingernails lacking calcium, Their wings hidden under dressing gowns made of felt, they grow beyond

Intro To Nursing

Intro To Nursing short poem

Good morning and welcome, this is the day, Your life will change, we’ll show you the way, We’ll work together to help you through, So you can do what you’d like to do. So many areas of nursing to choose,

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Shall Rock you, some more!

Shall Rock you, some more! short poem

Built to perfection, designed for comfort Polished warm brown, with cushions floral.. Often, admired a while, by those on road I waited a keen eye, to take me home… And then came in, a dainty inquiring lady Ah, but look

Abject Solitude

Abject Solitude short poem

When all the sounds that fill the air die not, And for a little rest, my ears do crave, The joys of loneliness that I forgot, In silence lie, the hallmark of the grave; What little time for solitude is

Dying Wish…

Dying Wish... long poem

I remember the day that they stopped the clock, The day they told me your time had been bought, “We’ll make him comfortable”…those dreaded words, If there’s a “comfortable” way to die it’s absurd! I’d armed myself with so many

Sam

Sam short poem

Smoky dingy café, workmen shout and curse, she floats among the tables, tending like a nurse. She pauses when she sees me, breaks into a smile; skips behind the counter, lingers for a while. Chatting while she’s serving, shedding all

Margery Pilkington-brown

Margery Pilkington brown long poem

The ugliest woman that ever was born was called Margery Pilkington-Brown. If a monkey was born half as ugly as that they would certainly have it put down. Her head was as bald as a billiard ball, yet the hair

I Was Very Happy

I Was Very Happy prose poem

I was very happy When I was admitted to the hospital in room 101 ‘Coz, I have seen the medics telling some that there is no Need of admitting this patient, as there is no hope And It showed that

Blue Sky

Blue Sky short poem

The stem cells coaxed to become a kidney or a trachea failed to ask the Himalayas, why were not, they gathering the ice for glaciers! Some sexual jealousy? The naked darkness will nurse the roses to rest on the barrel

Black Rain

Black Rain long poem

The cloak of night is on me Comforting in its envelope. The gloom helps me mask, for a while, The pain I nurse within. Dark purple skies And faint silhouettes of clouds. Lightning heralds the distant thunder The macabre outline

Quenching Waters!

Quenching Waters! long poem

One man’s trash Is another man’s much, One man’s suck Is another man’s luck. They told me that once When I was two in the days of my months. They told me that as I grow; “I will find one

A Lifetime Ago

A Lifetime Ago short poem

we spoke for the first time at last all my dreams of her body heat spearmint breath came true sometimes people talk tilted away but like two flowers hungry for light we grew together there are cruel stories of lost

Nympharum Venari

Nympharum Venari long poem

Cu-sith roam and howl to the moon Venting their anger in audible form Across the woods their voices roam Sending chills to those in their home. Spoken of as legends and myth The Cu-sith chase and hunt Magic in their

In A Deer Garden

In A Deer Garden short poem

At Sarnath the deer park where Gautama the Buddha first taught the dharma FROM THE HEART –A BHIKSHU’S SUPPLICATION Enlightened lord your wisdom is our knowledge , sufficient is that knowledge to ensure our covenant with wisdom in its turn

My Val

My Val short poem

My Val My Margret Sarah, my love, my partner and my Val You make me smile, sometimes frown You make me laugh and other times you make me want to cry You make me happy and sad You make me

Your Only One

Your Only One short poem

Please make me the one Your lucky one and not anyone’s Thy lifetime best friend and not just a friend Your forever companion in every situation Thy forever cheerleader because you’re my champion. I want to be the one Who

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddy’s Pearl

A Little Girl Could Never Be Her Daddys Pearl short poem

I wonder why a little girl, could never be her daddy’s pearl, She wanted love and care, which to her was never fair, Girl child born was a curse, why was she without nurse, I thought every child born was

The Cry of our Children

The Cry of our Children poetry books

‘The Cry of our Children’ is simply a marvelous collection of poems, full of emotions and feelings in one book by poet Ruth Andrews. Though the writer has dedicated her book to motherhood and child- mother relation, this book has

Lilium

Lilium short poem

My last hour, my brightest day; My last walk with the living, in my coffin of regret. Ah, joyous Delirium; weep for me not, for once I loved my arrogance of life, my wine of alloyed memories; now spilled upon

The Ruined Man

The Ruined Man short poem

You say you are at war You say you are battle worn You say you have gone all dark All weary and filled with scorn You say she took your life away You say you are left with nothing at

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When It’s Twilight

When Its Twilight short poem

Yet another sunset, light on darkness does verge When dreams and reality begin to merge figures turn into silhouettes, the world seems ethereal the most fervent dreams suddenly seem so real From depths of loneliness emerges hope With life’s ups

Electra

Electra short poem

Mother, one day I’ll tell you all. How they had kissed me, What hotel rooms I’ve been to, Which promises I kept Which ones I ran away from. Mother, one day I’ll light a cigarette Before your surprised eyes. And

Remember This

Remember This short poem

There are some things I have come to believe. Believe me when I say, I am not deceived. Sometimes the good die young, and never receive. Unfairness exists, and persists, though ill conceived. Sometimes everybody gets pushed around, or cheated.

In With The Angelic Throngs In A Fairer Realm

In With The Angelic Throngs In A Fairer Realm elegy

As the gust flips Chaffs over; our mortal page turns over in a flip when the bell tolls for whom so ever it would While mortals mourn and grieve; in a mansion fairer than ever imagined, a throng in celestial

The Sullied Self

The Sullied Self long poem

It is night again, And the darkness wakes it all up. Rooms left to collect, the dust of Fault and dissent, and the Forgotten madness of bygone days. We have created so much with nothing, And done nothing with so

A Lost Song

A Lost Song short poem

Reprise from the past, Bringing back missing notes, In my heart laden, Of quote and misquotes. Some are evident of me, Others remind me of a child, A mother’s favorite melody, On go.. or in a mood mild. A song

Facade

Facade short poem

We often wear the masks to hide, To fit in more, to better survive. Hide behind the complicated smiles, Confident, no one would catch our lies. Nothing seems a bit real now, Even the shadow now takes a bow. We

Not To Depart Without Permission

Not To Depart Without Permission short poem

The interior with The stillness Neatness and Coldness Of a tax office Is as awesome and fearful As a cemetery at midnight Some unseen eerie presence Is all over spilling the space Of this cold chest One would be in

Solution

Solution short poem

Dear , my time victorious Love , I live , as you are always with me , Your absence is every thing’s negation ,. For you, pains find glory, Love roots fresh flower , Hope reigns the tomorrow’s dream ,

Distance

Distance short poem

I miss you so much everyday, not having you hold me and hug me, feels like torture in every way. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, setting the soul free, What changes will come ahead I wonder. I wait till

A Peshawari Mother’s Cry

A Peshawari Mothers Cry short poem

How could it happen? no, not to my son his half eaten sandwich still on the table his glass of milk half empty the bang of his school van door still echoing the towel in his bathroom still wet how

A Dream Is Cast In Many Things

A Dream Is Cast In Many Things short poem

The night was never caught so clear Each star was cast so crystalline, So much wrapped in black velvet shade Like moments clad in silken sheen, And evenings’ artists drew their pictures With their quill dipped in lunar ink With

Emotionally Blind

Emotionally Blind short poem

When you wake up. Is it worth it. Facing another day. Feeling nothing but psychological pain. Feeling like no one cares about you. Thinking that your life is worthless. Feeling that your insignificant. Knowing you have freinds but feeling alone.

I Have Found Her

I Have Found Her short poem

I have found her, The woman that haunts my dreams, In a vacant home with broken beams, She fixed my life like mending seams, And made it bright akin polished rims, I have found her, In an open road that

Love Sonnet 163

Love Sonnet 163 sonnet poems

Love, bless this quest I am about to start, I’ll sail the seas and leave lonely this wharf, And like in days, when errand knights depart, Please throw to me your lovely kiss-marked scarf; I’ll look in waves for semblance

Why Do You Work?

Why Do You Work? short poem

What is the reason why you work? “Because I have to”, did I guess your thought? I just can’t understand idea Of why we work in such a sphere Where we don’t use our heart and soul. Instead, we tend

A Day Of Counting

A Day Of Counting short poem

You gave it when you were poor. Today I went to unwrap the gift. The soul! Ripping out from the body to deconstruct my vernacular pain. Pulling off the toenails to extract a promise. Feet first; the birth of a

School

School short poem

What a fascinating place is this school a place where we learn something cool the place where we learned to write the place where the first day was fright the teachers who selflessly teach us the children might turn out