Counseling Poems - Poems about Counseling

Counseling

Began chatting, then as talking.  
Talking, to safe haven.  
Safe haven, to unfolding the dark tucked away.  
Unfolding, to sharing years of distant memories.  
Sharing, to unloading your internal warehouse.  
Unloading, to tears flowing.  
Tears flowing, words stinging.  
Words stinging, airway burning.  
Relief, haunting at bay for

Baldness Counseling

Beware of the men in bald, they say.
You’ll see them everywhere.
They come in sizes, tall and short,
upon their heads, no hair.

The bald men come in thin, they say.
They also come in fat.
Their heads are found upon their necks,
often, underneath a hat.

It is much better, people say,
to have hair upon your head.
It doesn’t matter, the color,
be

to be continued

I read these letters I've written,
One was to be continued,
I must have been dreaming,
It made no sense.

Dreaming.

No one has three dresses,
the couple are strangers.
I'll never find them anyway,
the list.

Dreaming no more.

You do,
I do.
Why didn't he say some words like we do?

All was there,
no dress,
no shiny shoes,
no list,
no dreaming.

All was good.
Me,
You,
This Preacher,
His witnesses.

Witness His counsel he

counseling

I’ve been to counseling.
Uni-life can be stressful, it's a 'judgy' environment.
We're under constant evaluation.
So, there’s free counseling.

Have you ever been to counseling, dear reader?
What I love about counseling is that someone has to sit and listen to MY issues..

Wait, doesn’t that sound a lot like poetry!?

Graduate Congratulated With a Counseling

To you, Geoffrey, congratulation
On your gladdening Graduation
Well-deserved: the standing ovation:
You are ready to serve your nation….

However, I fear, from your bedroom,
As you wait for the right job to loom!
Spurious has been the worshipped oil boom,
A compatriot leaning on it – Doom!

Now, to face it, one shapes one’s future,
Defeats a drag-me-down subculture,
Adds refreshingly to one’s stature,
Story

Blame Game 201

We prefer putting blame on pastor-counseler
For secretly meeting her without him
He, not suspecting, divide & rule strategem

She later explained, I gave Dean my side
In case you blamed me for our "fall"
It was indeed love (of this world) after all

Best way forward, Dear Heart, seek His Will
Our free will always is our freedom, personality
LORD God never

Counseling

Zafar Sapari is drug addict and he needs counseling.
Khuda tujhay ice shesha aur cocaine say nijaat day...

Mirror Counseling

I'm just looking for advice...
In the mirror I blush
or I pale with what i notice

Silent Rage

There are folk, in church or non-church family
Abounding in warmth; "Hi folks!" with charm
Least expected ... On the couch, deep memory:
Kind misdeeds, intent ignored: cut on thy palm

NOTE: a pastor may counsel successful churchgoers & find unsorted anger & hurts, rumbling & smoking with volcanic ferocity. Watch for small signs: the unkindly cuts from charming

Sugar Mummy and Guidance Counseling

Can somebody, please, tell A Sugar Mummy
That her sweet young guy is not a dummy
Out of her The ‘Sugar’ what is left is ‘Mummy’
At last, her presenting as The Dummy?

Can’t someone urge My Sugar Mummy
To try a longer look at her tummy
For the still bold presence of The Gummy
That finally does return to her “A

Counseling

They started 
Selling 
Their blood 
Now their 
Own brain 
To make money

Good Morning Molly

Well up at 3 this morning couldn’t shut the eyes anymore. 
Finally hit the road before 6. 
Took a drive 
up not knowing where to go   
Mind blank, mind filled 
Wrote this while driving. 
Insanely my thoughts  crave my attention at untimely times.  
My poem is mine now 
Maybe someday I’ll post it here
This isn’t it

Counseling Moments

Midst counselor roles, we work with wisdom
granted by God midst faith-braced healing might
praying for guidance in our ministry
while somehow serving as good detectives 
solving seemingly mysterious cases
putting an end to confusion and doubt.

We helped the lady regained composure
when she admitted the cause of her angst:
“The label I hide on the wine bottle~
has been replaced with

Intentional Lack of Interest

Feeling great, feeling happy, feeling keen, 
feeling snappy, better than some years.
The other side of the table cannot stop crying, 
fully concentrating on his sadness.
This could have some other counselors feeling badly, 
but I sense crocodile tears.
 
Chuckling within, marveling at his talent. It is a fantastic day! 
I think as we sit, he and

We Are Dead Now Says Boy One

There’s one more thing, we are dead now. Says Boy 1.
No, I’m not dead. I was dead, but now I am just blood up. Boy 2 replies.
What is blood up? I ask. Boy 1 shrugs. But you are pushing the sun, he tells his friend.
Yes! His friend readily agrees. His voice gets louder. I am

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