Dear Dr Freud
Dear Dr. Freud, what can I truly say?
You know my ego does get in the way
a heavy block of much love for the self
freezing up the chance for someone else.
I know that deep down in me is an Id
that’s stored away and properly is hid.
Trespassing not within forbidden zones
I dare to breech my bottom all alone.
I must admit I’m satisfied with me
a total, inner, self-complacency
and even at my age I still adore
the image in the mirror that’s before.
I live my life in quest of Godly good
treating others as I know I should.
For we get in return what we send out.
Karmic rhythms often turnabout.
Dear Dr. Freud, I can truly say,
I am in grateful reverence each day,
for all that keeps me going and is true
as daily, loving grace of God imbues.
8/27/17
1/24/23
YOUR SELECTION' Poetry Contest
Brian Strand, Sponsor
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment