The Voice of Reason

“Ode to the Heart” – A poem for Valentine’s Day 2010

By: Brian Wells

You’re always there for me, oh heart
Pumping all the day,
If I’d had pericardial effusion,
you might even sway.

Good health keeps you from getting stretched,
and following Frank Starling’s Law,
A kind word or phrase can affect you,
and even the coldest heart can thaw.

Though in old age you may need a boost,
to help with contractility,
You may feel happy, sad or mad,
or even show my fragility.

I could not live without you, heart
you keep me to my ideals true.
You’ve always been there for me, oh heart,
and I’ll always be there for you.

N.B. To guys reading this, this is not a good poem. Do not put this on a card to your wife, fiancée, girlfriend, etc. That would really not be a good idea. This was written over the course of 5 minutes and intended to be kinda stupid and silly. You have been warned.

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“Ode to Giardia”

By: Brian Wells

You float around there happily,
in fresh water, mountain lakes and streams.
Your gastric side-effects a cause
of many severed dreams.

Of campers and hikers alike,
you result in watery, foul-smelling diarrhea.
And they would be wrong to think,
it was because of a bad tortilla.

Your trophozoites and cysts in stool,
are a key diagnostic factor.
But they’re often suspected and checked for,
after a bloating and flatulent disaster.

With metronidazole and tinidazole,
I’ll know you’ve met your match.
From all my patients you’ll be banished,
no chance for an escape hatch.

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“Ode to Memories”

By: Brian Wells

I dreamed upon the mountains,
and laid in the forests to count the stars.
I sat by the campfire, watching, waiting,
and yet never found that which I sought.

I stood on the beach,
and let the waves roll in over my feet.
I saw the sand in its infinite granules,
and marveled at the rocks and shells
brought forth from the ocean.
Yet their marvel fell short.

I stared at the clouds
in their silken white forms,
and imagined seeing all of Earth’s creatures.
I saw shapes and lines,
and heroes of the past as my mind wandered
racing cloud to cloud.
But I still did not see that which mattered most.

I looked into my heart
and found the joy that so eluded me.
The memories and connections I hold dear.
The laughs and fun I treasure.
The wonder of possibility.

I looked into my heart
and I found

you.

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