Caregiving Poems

Role Model

fearlessly daring and heartfully caring, a support role model

Dear Therapist

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 sentance to avoid'

Be aware of a verb, thats emerging..From an Aussie, it has been formed, And  its Now surging.' Quite
Descriptive and gritty, Aimed first off at canberra
City, where the originals (are said to be spawned?)
You don't need its description, its scar is real hard old friend' a strong
Valediction.' Of how low? You are thought in your

Loving

loving
caring
giving
sharing
he’s a very loving, caring, man
and known for his giving, sharing, plan

Good Man

Generous
Observant
Outgoing
Decent

Mature
Accommodating
Nurturing

Spark

Degenerate house filled with ancestry
one short hand stretches from statues to shame 
pervading loose boundedness within the same
or toward less classical geometry

on this continuous interplay to show
how apotheosis may interchange the crow

this desire between rough designs, I try
to withstand its whirlwind and real rephaim
into flexible modules overclaim
terrain through the abundant baptistery

we have dispersed vital functions

Briam, then and now

Briam, then

I'm Briam,
I'm the one who's always by 'em.
At the fair, he listens to every sound,
and sometimes begs to go on the merry-go-round.
As for the other rides, he's deathly afraid to try 'em.

Liam, now

I'm Briam,
I was the one who was always by 'em.
At the fair, he listened to every sound,
and sometimes begged to go on

They Know Us Best By Our Behavior

We think our thoughts may be relevant.
We share them by speaking to others.
We expose them to others through poetry,
But they’re known to others best through our behavior.

I found the Jacaranda blue

I fell off the staircase 
A tree wrapping around its trunk
Birds gliding through the ocean 
Teastall offering free of charge 

North Korea and the USA
On a toast with Scotch whiskey 
What's your name, someone says? 
I was staring at the tree leaves 

Then a gentle voice emerged
Under the sun, my supreme choice
I found the Jakaranda

Forgotten Love

I feel or does it truly exist to be 
Just to breath, a desert journey in plains 
Dead as the weed growth earth's thirst 
Wanting to flourish under burning sun 
Perseverance to survival, concept has change 
I've found myself alone not knowing life 
Not of life my steps be but spiritually lead 
Forgotten love, buried

Young Widow

I’ve sold winter coldness to those who’re huge in their chests oncorners of these abandoned streets, where bars aren’t happy with myfootprints in front of every door. Where I hit myself at close range. Where I pay a price to win no game. However, she’s worked all her lifeto bring up all her children within

Don't Let Me Drift Away

I grew up hearing tales of who You are
So kind, so just, so full of love and grace.
You watched me closely like a guiding star,
Your whispers now still echo in this place.

I speak to You, and tears begin to fall,
For in the quiet, I can feel You near.
My Friend, my Shield, my Strength through every

Reflection of my best friend!

My best friend walks beside my soul,
Not always seen, but always whole.
We talk in ways the world won’t hear,
In jokes and jabs and thoughts sincere.

We’re echoes in a common shell,
Two minds where one truth loves to dwell.
We share the heat of daily light,
And wrap each other through the night.

55 seconds still, no sound,
Yet louder peace

Hand on your shoulder

Hand on your shoulder- by Dominique Smith 

Hi, whom are talking to? The cold reality pull you back. Hey? Whered you go? Whomsoever is there is no longer a feeling. Tight shadows in your cold corner, the feathering flicking lights of trust have been drained. The wires are exposed and unsafe, the water of tears

humility

humility  is  not  ability,  it  is  a  buried  treasure

not  a  talent,  but  a  manifestation  of  love,  flowing  through  man

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