My work hours are spent solving problems
Relieving pain, writing prescriptions
Giving advice, gentle instructions
Root canals, crowns, fillings, impressions
At the end of nine hours, when I finally sit down
I lock away that part of my existence
Floating free in a world of words and rhymes
So far away from dressings and injections
My imagination transports me to distant places
I have never had the chance to see or experience
Forever seduced by the unassuming charms of poetry,
I surrender myself completely.
This is the 18th prompt of the OctPoWriMo Poetry Writing Challenge 2015.
This was the prompt for today: “Chose something or someone and give them a double life”
What better example than a dentist-poet also known as TwoPaisePoems :p