Lynn W. Petty
Lynn W. Petty Poems
|122.||The Dark Side Of Love||1/4/2016|
|129.||The Wheel Of Recurrence||12/26/2015|
|131.||Verses Of The Sikh Gurus||12/20/2015|
|132.||What's That You Say?||12/18/2015|
|133.||Frustration Personified This Thing Called Golf||12/19/2015|
|134.||Is There A Greater Fear?||12/21/2015|
|135.||So Long Ago||1/9/2016|
|136.||The Tea Cup Mystery||1/9/2016|
|138.||How Beautiful Is Woman Full With Child||1/20/2016|
|140.||My Wife, In Love And Caring||1/27/2016|
|141.||The Dark Of My Remembrances||9/11/2016|
|142.||My Privileges In Life||4/11/2016|
|143.||A Strong Weaving||1/14/2016|
|144.||Is The Doctor In?||12/20/2015|
|145.||The Bridal Chamber Of Thought||12/18/2015|
|149.||Within My Heart||1/15/2016|
|150.||A Question Of My Own Mortality||1/22/2016|
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A Question Of My Own Mortality
Time seemed interminable.
A curious and inexplicable apprehension came over me,
As I sat in an elderly care home waiting to visit a friend.
The atmosphere was heavy with quiet confusion.
People wandered about searching and shifting in a
Sort of stolid acquiescence. Their lives recalled as flashes in memory, projecting film images on their thick, gray screen of dementia.
Across from me sat an elderly gentleman whose gaze was a glassy
Expression of inattention. I could see the declinations of his skull
Beneath his facial features. A victim of the grievous ...
Is The Doctor In?
For Dr. Granzella, The Last of The Few,
Who refused to succumb to the corporate
Dictum of "Profit before the patient.'
What happened to our world of medicine?
What happened to that miracle of trust,
That wonderful relationship between
Oneself and one's own doctor? One's belief
That cure commenced upon the doctor's touch,