People. Shop Assistants too. Yes
I love them. I was a shop worker
Many years ago. Hmm. Nice time
Yes. This is a beautiful job. A style
Sometimes they are tired in the morning
I can understand them. I give them my smile
This is my style. Loving the people
They are reflecting on me. Hmm. Guys
Good to give happy feelings. Totally free
I am a lover. Of life. You love. Be kind
Mine
Get love
For
Smile
To
the
Shop Assistants
Hmm
I love them
Nurse Nicole, with calmest eyes,
Moves through halls where silence lies—
Right hand steady, strong, and sure,
To Dr. Gabriel, she is pure.
Level-headed in the fray,
Guiding hearts from night to day,
With hands that heal and words that mend,
A fierce protector, faithful friend.
In every room, her kindness glows,
Like rivers where the soft wind blows,
Or streams that twist through shaded land—
She reaches out with healing hands.
She speaks in tones both firm and low,
Where pain and panic often grow,
And patients, lost in weary hours,
Feel her strength like sudden flowers.
Among green leaves and tangled trees,
She finds her peace in ocean breeze,
But never shuns the blood or bone,
The mess of life—she stands alone.
Empathy flows like summer rain,
Through aching hearts, through fear and strain,
And though the world may spin and call,
She’s busy, still, among us all.
A light in white, with soul so wide,
She walks where mortal hearts collide,
A woman made of will and grace—
The world feels safer in her place.
Now this indeed
is what we need,
for AI on IO told us so.
A Pendant around the neck
for which we will
dependent be.
Blind to eye,
anticipating,
but aiding,
watching,
assisting,
listening,
hearing,
feeling,
for me,
to be.
Naomi has seen this sight many times before
She knows Mrs. Bee will be gone in two days
If not before
She makes her as comfortable as she can
The doctor comes in; he takes the lady’s hand
Attempts to speak with her
Naomi busies herself cleaning up the room
What do you think? The doctor asks the nurse
Her name is Paula, she is not empathic.
No idea says Paula. It could be two months or two minutes.
Paula spends much of her day playing video games.
Not paying any attention to her patients.
As a certified nursing assistant, Naomi is invisible.
No one asks her thoughts
Or realizes she is there
I am sorry, honey, she says.
I think you will be gone before your relatives get here.
Should we call the relatives? Paula asks.
No idea about the time line, he replies.
Naomi, the certified nursing assistant is correct.
The woman is gone before morning.
It was the exam of all exams to test the mind....The Soul....Phyiscal agility...Years of Coordination, and Comprehension Skills.... I went for a walk and the pool had a leak I happen to go ito the store and found a New Hubba Bubba Brand..... I looked at it before I chewed and saw that it had a new sugar wax on the side ... I looked at my pool and thought to myself with a pool full of water and 2 ft deep.... What do I do but make an imprint too... It was a centimeter round and had to go just right... I aimed correctly with everything I could see in sight.... Hand in the air and visualizing my aim.... I thought of a cue ball and racked balls ... It only took a few seconds .... if that at all .... I made it perfect right in the hole ... Took my index finger and smoothed the surface.... With a perfect seal I complimented myself was this this the final exam??? An Eight Ball in the Side pocket and now I am an ace...
She was the most beautiful model in grayscale I’d ever seen.
With a haughty smile, arrogant, a nineteen sixty-four queen.
She had Jackie’s air about her, and it was majestic and fine.
I wondered if her well-coiffured hair ever got a bit out of line?
I was assigned to be the photographer’s assistant that day.
We photographed her in every kind of insane, crazy way.
I ran to get a fishbowl and plopped it on her startled head.
The photographer gave me a look that told me I was dead.
Wait! The designer said. She needs big puff balls for her ears.
He took off the fish bowl, threw blobs in and quelled all my fears.
The photographer rolled his eyes, but kept clicking away.
A fishbowl on her head photo was the cover shot that darling May!
Lee marginalized her assistant’s help.
Just a beginner, a bit of a whelp.
The assistant is queen.
Admired and seen.
And Lee’s at the fish market, selling kelp.
K-ind
A-nd
G-ood
A-ssistant
W-ith
A-ll
D-edication
N-icely
G-uides
P-arent's
N-ice
K-ids
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Computer personal assistants are the rage
As computers look to come of age
With female voices that are a hit for everyone
But the Germans want a male to say what is done
These have already raised sales for Amazon
By 10% of their sales won
But the funniest thing I have heard
Are the sexual fantasies some have for the voice so absurd.
© Paul Warren Poetry
D-ay
I-s
N-ight's
A-lternate
A-s
R-adiance
I-s
L-ight's
L-uminous
A-ssistant
Topic: Birthday of Dina Jean Arilla (May 4)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
The assistant
At the doctor`s surgery, he had a young girl
training to be a diabetist; she had Chalcedony eyes
that shone brightly as onyx, her skin alabaster
without any blemish, a shy smile played upon her lips
a Mona Lisa unpainted.
I was a witness to perfection a beauty that can`t last
time will wear her down she will get a line between
her pert nose wrinkles around her eyes, of sadness
or laughter one hopes for the latter
Will the world fall into a devastating war and she
a victim of either hunger or radiation.
This didn`t mirror on her face only her glorious youth
and I was lucky to be an observer to the twinkling when
time stood still long enough for me to admire an ideal.
Reasoning is the divine force in Man able to transform him into an assistant of the cosmic order!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
25 February 2017
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