Dear Therapist
She illustrates human wisdom, her ability
to understand predicaments befittingly.
Wisdom is her name, She is balanced like
the scales both intellectual, perception.
Her name is Sophia.
a degree and he knows it all
summarizes me in a nanosecond
has me all figured out
simplified into a likely story
for someone else perhaps
but no sir, not for me
casually randomizing
careless comments tossed
into a common salad
the maestro takes words
and plays them back askew
creating his own new melody
with all his pomp and arrogance
he is the type that gives
the profession a bad name
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Of course, love is insanity
don't dare get me near the
couch! Love is honesty --
Dr. you are my cure!
You ask me to open up...
then all you do is write...
next appointment, make
it somewhere more private~
dinner and candlelight.
the dream therapist put out his shingle
for a mere sixty dollars he will interpret your dream
If you dream of a turtle, it means life is slowing down
If you dream of a fish, you are trying to be free and encumbered
an oak tree in your dream can mean a variety of things
It might mean you are the oak in your family
or it could mean you admire the oak in your family
I read the brochure and thought I would have a go.
He looked like a normal man.
I offered him the sixty dollars up front.
We can take care of that later, he told me.
It is actually $67.98 with tax.
I would have to use a credit card.
Tell me about your dream, the therapist said.
I was cozy in an orange chair.
I told him that I never dream.
He argued this with me.
I left without paying him sixty dollars
or sixty seven dollars and ninety-eight cents.
I think we were both disappointed.
I was advised to see a therapist!
I went
We discussed my issues
A solution was found
The therapist joined my issue
We both saw another therapist!
soft smile in violet voice
healthy codependent choice
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And implodes thinking that's cuckoo
Pour out emotions,
She says quietly, calmly,
But I don't want to.
I was a Holistic Therapist
with oils and creams galore.
most clients were lovely
but some you had to ignore.
One came asking for 'extras'
which i answered with a threat
I said I'd throw his clothes outside
which I'm sure he would regret.
The thing that really bothered me
made me want to beat him down,
wasn't just the suggestion,
but he only offered me ten pounds!
The house had been abandoned since December 24th, 1996.
The day the family disappeared. I know. I was there.
The only survivor that we knew of, all the others gone.
I had not been back since my cousins disappeared.
I was only three at the time, but I sometimes see glimpses.
Men with guns. One has a bandana on his head.
The other has an eye that moves out of sync.
They are yelling, and the mother is screaming.
I wake up from the dream, wondering if I can do this.
You can bring your therapist, the police detective told me.
I do not know if this will help. But I do show up then next day.
The house glares at me, it shows its evil self. I smell death.
Dearest Physical Therapist~Ryan:
?When you see the rough coating on a
pineapple, do think of me.......
The outside, rough and hard to open.
The inside, soft and loving as can be!
Thank you for all your work with me.
Four full months, with a-stubborn donkey.
Who, by your magic, is now quite happily,
Out of bed........and so very, very, ambulatory!
Thank you!
Pangie
He listened to our argument with a smile on his face.
Who is this guy? My husband asked, pointing to the place.
That’s just a stuffed snowman, I said. You can ignore him.
That’s when he jumped down and chucked me on my chin.
He gave a whoop-dee-doo and he turned himself about.
He whistled and he wiggled and he gave us both a shout.
He’s dangerous my husband said, hiding quickly behind me.
It made me mad and so I gave him the bony part of my bad knee.
Is he alive then? My husband asked, shuddering in his boots.
I had no idea, but just then the dogs ran in – both enormously big galoots.
They chased that snowman around the room, and he laughed a happy laugh.
The argument had all but stopped and there was no aftermath.
He’s better than our therapist, my husband hissed, and I had to agree.
He lives with us now, and he stops arguments between him and me.
Saving a hundred dollars an hour, and he gives us something fun to do.
We chase him around the room and wiggle and whistle with him too.
Every day I think I’m over you
But a passing memory reminds me
That I will never experience that love again
But I guess I should be grateful
Now the love I experience will be
Whole
Pure
I won’t lay in bed questioning if I’m enough
For you
It was easy to fake it
Though you said you didn’t
You loved me
Just not the same way you loved her
I’m slowly losing my mind
But at least my therapist doesn’t know your name
The Writer In Me, Wants You To Know
7/31/2021
Mom, they called me
I was only nineteen listening to everyone talk about their problems
They hauled so many burdens
until I was able to release them.
What about my problems?
I sit in front of my mirror
talking to a face looking back at me
working through our problems together.
Their burdens become my burdens
I work through them all by talking to the face in the mirror.
Lonely, as I sit and cry to my therapist in the mirror
Only nineteen and in college getting a degree
I do not want to be the therapist
Because I am the one who needs therapy
The mirror is going to break as it is full of secrets
No one knows that the girl behind the mirror is desperate
For a therapist.
UNFOLDING
I was born in light of nature's splendor
The Almighty One is my soul Deliverer
I was born to rise with faith somehow
I am messenger goddess of the rainbow
I was born when the moon in her element bloomed
I came forth to song of rain, my heart in tuned
I was born a quiet stream, a whisper
On stage of life I learned to holler
I was born when summer began to simmer
Mama said, each September, Belizeans are happier
I was born the third of seven
Like dew in spring, I've grasped concept of heaven
I was born to voice and pen my opinion
I revel in thoughts given by One and only One.
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