Psychologist Poems - Poems about Psychologist

The experts were angry at first, but by the time they thought to invite me to the party all three were livid. Three men were backed up on three walls, bodies crossed, minds set, angry faces, helping not a bit. I took a deep breath, knowing it would be a hundred times easier if I made them...

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I got him at university when I was nineteen: Too late for me and my anger, but he was spritely; It was after I'd initially objectified things myself, By writing a computer program that reacted intelligently. I should have been entitled to write it at school, Where my anger was my extra disability, But I was...

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He makes heartbroken people smile again. He sends them home very happy and impressed. ...

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Limerick: Once a pretty Pole psychologist for Ewa Once a pretty Pole psychologist Who preferred fast pedalling cyclist(s) Kept a velo d’apparte* And a Tour de France dart Found trundling Bone-Shaker* merry twist. • Velo d’apparte(ment) = exercise bike • Bone-Shaker = first French bicycle, invented and manufactured by Michaux during the 1860s, whose framework was made of wrought iron...

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First chapter: She gently sooths my soul with a quixotic grasp Yet she’s a ruthless (use imagination) Her emotions unstable like pitches in opera She teases touching and leaving like breezes Love works like God…in mysteries 2nd chapter: I read faultless poems by my elder poets My heart temper tantrums from elaborate adjectives use to describe her My eyes bleed, squinting wishing...

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