Teedy Dawn Poems
- Ode To My Gynaecologist As I lay down upon your bed, A ...
- Postnatal Depression I fear my little child. I fear that ...
- Dyslexia It really is annoying when you can't read black on ...
- Mammography Blues Its mammography day, ‘hip hip hooray’, I’m ...
- Tears Fall From The Statue Of ... Oh America. Can’t you ...
- Soap By The Washbowl Small piece of white, marbled soap, ...
- One Morning I Woke Up Dead No more the gentle song of spring,...
Teedy was born in Sheffield, Yorkshire, England in 1966. The only child of working class parents, Teedy attended Bradford University and qualified as a teacher.
Blessed with the gift of dyslexia Teedy has made writing one of her specialist subjects and poetry is her greatest love. Teedy draws a great deal of inspiration from 'people watching' and her own experiences of 'Northern ... more »
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Ode To My Gynaecologist
As I lay down upon your bed,
A million thoughts run through my head,
Not least of all, I have to wonder,
Why you chose to work ‘down-under’.
Was it on a Sunday, when
You heard your call to oestrogen,
Or was just an aspiration,
To give your life to lubrication.
And in that instance was there bliss,
As you leapt in - to the abyss,
Did you proclaim with beating heart,
‘I know, I’ll study ladies parts! ’
Please tell me, what is so appealing,
About legs that flop and face the ceiling
What must you think or comprehend,
As you gaze down at each ...