By Dr Joseph Hawkins, Consultant in Palliative Medicine, Clinical lead for End of Life Care, Ashford and St Peter’s NHS Foundation Trust. Twitter: @JoeHawk75825077 Title contributed by Miss Katie Scott I’ve never been good at goodbyes. When I changed jobs I tried to disappear Slip silently away before the party poppers Were popped. When caught […]
Category: Poets’ Corner
Quick thoughts on Westerns.
By Dr Joseph Hawkins, Consultant in Palliative Medicine, Clinical lead for End of Life Care, Ashford and St Peter’s NHS Foundation Trust. Twitter: @JoeHawk75825077 When I die, I won’t enjoy the things I know. But then I guess I won’t know, That When I’m dead. I feel like dying will be deafening But am I […]
It’s not about the antibiotics
By Dr Joseph Hawkins, Consultant in Palliative Medicine, Clinical lead for End of Life Care, Ashford and St Peter’s NHS Foundation Trust. Twitter: @JoeHawk75825077 The cough is getting worse, Breathing-once a silent unnoticed activity Punctuating the stillness between sentences Now a cacophony of rasps and gurgles Such an undertak-… a challenge (Let’s avoid some words). […]
Poem: A New Year Resolution.
By Dr Joseph Hawkins, Consultant in Palliative Medicine, Clinical lead for end of life care, Ashford and St Peter’s NHS Foundation Trust. A New Year Resolution. Sparklers shine, smoke all around, Fireworks leap as corridors fill Manager’s myopically seeing only the bill, Desperate searching, no solution to be found. The hospital is burning down. […]
Poem: My bubble
By Dr Joseph Hawkins, Consultant in Palliative medicine and end of life clinical lead, Ashford and St Peter’s Hospital. Twitter: @JoeHawk75825077 My bubble Living in a bubble isn’t so bad The view may be different looking out but then, Who says that what you see is Really me? I only have your word […]
Cloak and Needles
I can see: a frozen nose and few veins in the same place. The bird without a beak outside of the window flutters and goes away. I wish that outside of the window things will happen without a bird, not now… His existential pain is growing like tree amidst baroque music. This is new for […]
Request
Give me the pills she said – promise when I want to you’ll help me take them all. I don’t want to shit in my chair, feel worthless, I want to choose with whom, how and when I fall. Give me the drugs he said, I’ll take any chance with science – if my skin […]