Committed writers dedicated to working together to produce excellent poems, short stories, drama, life writing, and creative non-fiction

Why not contact us for more details about our small, mutually supportive monthly meetings? Don't be shy. No need to be brave!

Sheila 01823 67 28 46

Valerie 01884 84 04 22

Wednesday 12 September 2012

Medical Care, circa 1955

I tried to make Dad understand
That glasses thick and shaking hand
Did not inspire much confidence
In Dentist Dave, and I was tense.

But Dad, whose teeth were mostly false,
And in the war had seen much worse,
Exhorted me to, ‘Just be brave.’
He was a friend of Dentist Dave.

Twenty-two injections later
Mum was angry with my pater.
She called the Doc, he ordered bed
And morphine for my aching head

And bleeding mouth.  Then for a week
I saw strange visions, couldn’t sleep,
Missed everything.  What can I say?
I dread the dentist to this day!

© Gill Dunstan
All rights reserved

No comments: