Poems about health encompass a diverse range of topics, reflecting the intricate relationship between the body, mind, and overall well-being.
These poems explore themes of physical vitality, mental wellness, and the pursuit of balance. They may delve into the experience of illness, chronic conditions, or the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. Poems about health can inspire self-reflection, promote self-care, and emphasize the importance of leading a healthy lifestyle.
They may also celebrate the beauty of the human body, the healing power of nature, or the interconnectedness of individuals within a larger ecosystem.
‘The Heart Block Poem’ is a short, four-line poem that was written in order to help medical students and medical professionals remember the degrees of heart blocks.
If the R is far from the P, then you’ve got a 1st degree!
PR gets longer, longer, longer, drops, it’s a case of Wenckebach!
If some R’s don’t get through, prepare to pace that Mobitz II!
If the R’s & P’s don’t agree, prepare to pace that 3rd degree!
In ‘Blessed by the indifference…’, facing the loss of his wife, the speaker tries to distract himself from the looming presence of death.
'Yours more or less for the asking.
Of course I accept your paltry currency, your small change
of days and hours.'
Written at a time when his beloved Mary Unwin was experiencing a prolonged period of ill-health, ‘My Mary’ is a poem in which William Cowper expresses his deep love for Mary while also feeling guilt and despair over her illnesses.
THE twentieth year is wellnigh past
Since first our sky was overcast;
Ah, would that this might be the last!
My Mary!
‘The Professor’ presents an aging teacher speaking with pride and habit about his family, health, and changing times, offering a glimpse into post-independence Indian life and identity.
Remember me? I am Professor Sheth.
Once I taught you geography. Now
I am retired, though my health is good. My wife died some years back.
By God's grace, all my children
‘The Tragedy’ by Henry Lawson is a humorous poem written as an advertisement, recounting the tale of a man whose prized cough medicine was stolen.
Oh, I never felt so wretched, and things never looked so blue,
Since the days I gulped the physic that my Granny used to brew;
For a friend in whom I trusted, entering my room last night,
Stole a bottleful of Heenzo from the desk whereon I write.
‘Plant a Tree’ by Lucy Larcom is a nature and religion-themed poem that speaks about the benefits of planting trees.
He who plants a tree
Plants a hope.
Rootlets up through fibres blindly grope;
Leaves unfold into horizons free.
In Robert Herrick’s ‘This crosstree here,’ the speaker reflects on his relationship to the cross and God while referring to Jesus’ crucifixion.
This crosstree here
Doth Jesus bear,
Who sweet'ned first,
The death accurs'd.
‘Elegy V’ by John Donne is addressed to the poet’s lover. He asks her to accept him when he returns, despite the fact that he’s going to look and act differently.
Here take my picture; though I bid farewell
Thine, in my heart, where my soul dwells, shall dwell.
'Tis like me now, but I dead, 'twill be more
When we are shadows both, than 'twas before.
‘Much Madness is divinest Sense’ by Emily Dickinson is an exacting and poignant poem that expresses the speaker’s opinion of sanity and insanity.
Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
‘Solar’ by Philip Larkin is an unlikely Larkin poem that depicts the sun. The poet uses lyrical language to describe the sun through a series of metaphors and similes.
Suspended lion face
Spilling at the centre
Of an unfurnished sky
‘The Old Fools’ by Philip Larkin is a poem about what happens when one grows older and begins to forget about their life.
What do they think has happened, the old fools,
To make them like this? Do they somehow suppose
It’s more grown-up when your mouth hangs open and drools,
And you keep on pissing yourself, and can’t remember
‘The Stinking Rose’ by Sujata Bhatt describes the way that garlic is judged based on its name and how a changed name might influence that fact.
And the creature who lives in the soul
will count with her thumb
on the joints of her fingers.
‘White Roses’ by Gillian Clarke is a heart-wrenching poem and true story about a sick child who bravely contends with pain during his short life.
Outside the green velvet sitting room
white roses bloom after rain.
They hold water and sunlight
like cups of fine white china.
‘Winter Landscape, with Rooks’ by Sylvia Plath depicts a dark landscape. It’s used to symbolize how the speaker, and perhaps the poet, was feeling.
Water in the millrace, through a sluice of stone,
plunges headlong into that black pond
where, absurd and out-of-season, a single swan
floats chaste as snow, taunting the clouded mind