AWAY WITH THE FAIRIES

Away with the fairies
In my hospital bed.
I asked for a DNR,
Because I wished I was dead.

They keep taking blood,
But nothing is left.
My body is ailing,
As I feel I am failing.

I'm so full of liquids,
Another drip being fed.
My body's taking all that they've got,
I wish that I could lay here and rot.

My veins keep rolling away,
From the needle scratchs they got.
Feel like acupuncture test dummy,
But they won't give me a pen.
So I can join all the dots.

There keeping me full up,
With liquids water, coffee and tea.
So much so in desperation,
All I do is go wee.

I'm getting a lot better,
Looking forward to my days.
Luckily the doctors and nurses,
Didn't just look away.

Even though the transylvania nurse,
Came to take our blood.
Two times everyday, her smiles
so beguiling,I would have given it away.

So I reflect on my time,
When ever it's said,
I really enjoyed my stay,
In my hospital bed.

I look back remembering,
I couldn't stand not at all.
But my grandson watched over me,
In case I should fall.

I'm back home now,
Although I should have died.
It's nice to have family,
When you have nothing inside.

So thanks to the nurses,
For taking good care of me.
Their was a light at the end,
That they helped me to see.






Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-05-23 at 01:37

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Hardcore respect to how you keep writing. Despite it all. Despite it all.
2026-05-23


Rob Graber
Hang in there, Alan. The seventh stanza definitely places you among the living!

Thanks for this.
2026-05-23


Clara Mae Gregory The PoetBay support member heart!
Dear Alan, I, too, am glad you are still here.
God bless the nurses
and God bless your precious gem,
Your grandson.
My [hug] in this form is all I can send...
But dear one, I thank our Lord
You're still here. Amen
2026-05-23