I won't shrink. I'll take a stand,
and stretch out like a rubber band.
I won't give up. I'll right this ship,
and keep it together like a paper clip.
A poem is easy for a heart that's stout -
I just need some Bic Wite-Out.
I always dreamed
of having the perfect best friend
a splitting image of King David's Jonathan
who would shower me
with rainwater of love, loyalty
and acceptance
until the end of time
every time I believed
I have found a Jonathan
I have ended up with a Judas Iscariot or a Jezebel
who would only take away my rainwater
and left me sun dried in the desert alone
to shrink and swell in my sadness
but I have found the most perfect friend of all
the one whose rainwater never dries up
but moisturize my dehydrated heart to life
from this present day until the end of age to come
waves dancing ashore
my heavy spirit lightens
chaos becomes clear
nature's soothing sounds
drowns out the unwanted noise
blaring in my head
'Cogito, ergo sum,' René wrote
I doubt the following is what he had in mind
(I think, therefore I am) take note...
if you think you're thirsty
in need of a drink
and find yourself in a bar
then you probably are
or if you think you're dirty
need a bath really stink
and no one's around you
then perhaps you truly do
and if you think you're crazy
in need of a shrink
no ands ifs or buts
you definitely are quite nuts
You may say I'm crazy
but as it takes one to know one
do you have what I've got
if I am are you too
and am I nuts to think I'm not
the shrink he's not telling
despite all my yelling
he only asks how it makes me feel
it's quite a strain on the brain
is he really and truly for real
then again if I'm insane
as the earth is bipolar
it's no wonder
there are so many weirdos and whackos
in a world torn asunder
at least I'm not alone
I think you'll find
it can't be overstated it's overrated
sanity
it's all in the mind
Altho' I didn't study for my Rorschach test
when the proctor a doctor a shrink
evaluating my perception in search of insight
to discover what I might really think
handed me ten pictures on a card
I took a long hard look
then knew exactly what I did see
and did not blot my copybook
as often what you're gazing at
is simply (on the dot) precisely that
so it was not difficult at all
personally from where I sat
to pass with flying colours
and unravel this Gordian Knot
it wasn't a butterfly moth or bat
sometimes an inkblot is just an inkblot
Digital Age--Psychological Zone!
Driven to rage by an over-smart phone!
My phone hates me, that fact made quite clear.
Yet, somehow I love it and want it near.
Irksome voice inside it cannot be hushed,
wants me to answer when I can't be rushed.
It cycles news so I don't have to think
Right now, I just need a telephone shrink!
In texts, it substitutes words that I say;
I hate/love it more with each passing day.
I'm driven by-polar in the new 5G space.
Bring back Ma Bell and save the Human Race!
February 10, 2022
for "Let's Explore Digital Technology" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Simon Rogerson
syllable check: P.S. Syllable Checker (that gave "5g" a zero count)
WHAT TO TEACH YOUR CHILDREN
Do not lament to your ward about
The dark cloud that blocks your sky,
Let them see it as a peg that draws you
Closer to the topmost of your victory. Never
Should you tell the tales of your tears
and angush to your child, for he is going
To see every shadows as an escape to death.
Do not show the scar of joy behind your hand
To your kid. He is going to build a wrong
Sense of every barking black dogs. Shall
He take them for monsters from the hell.
Sing your children the songs of humanity
Not the dirges of hatred that
erupt every single screeching of
the moon from mind.
Read the story of beautiful life to their ears
Let them feel the reliance breezes of the Eden
While they are alive.
Preach affection manuscript to their hearts,
and with wits of it, their hearts become more tender.
Show them the world where a sun
Radiate the lands than the one that
Burns your scalps and shrink you for sweats.
Teach them love and smile.
Teach them to have both in their lives.
D.O Ismail
I cried to the shrink about my life.
He told me:-"Lie down and close your eyes,
Repeat after me very loud the fraise:-
My life in the best and prosperous phase,
I am healthy and rich and I loved by my wife,
And have lovely home and........
I interrupted him, seizing the moment,
"I'm happy for you" - and whispered with a sigh: -
"But it is not with me. My live not a shine!"
Why don't sheep shrink in the rain
It's puzzled me for as long as I've had a brain
Some dispute that
By the way I act
Obviously, their wool is non-shrinking, that's plain!
We treat Facebook like a shrink
but it's nothing but a cheap tabloid rag
truth be damned, we vomit out anything
our dirty laundry for all the world to see...
cyber cowards can't talk it out face to face
slandering loved ones-pandering to strangers
gathering a wolf pack-attacking relentlessly
until there's no more blood to drink
from the tattered family tree.
can i get a back beat
my doctor
is a proctor
not to be bothered
about your father
so go further
blur blurring vision
deciding decisions
yo
begin again
begin again
i've never sinned
casting stones
throw in the towel
after a awhile
fashion fashionably
late for a date
yo
no make up
making me make
taking a take
a second glance
a second glance
yo
yo
yo
loca mujer
hair dyed rojo
afro fantastico
don't know when
even then
then is now
bow to you
you're my Muse
muse about
get it all out
no leather couch
here where
all are chairs
take care
take your meds
bed is bedtime
time i'm instead
writing about her
again about her
again
yo
vinyl record scratching
back records show
you're good to go
yo
yo
you're good to go
te quiero
te quiero
My friend Al had a case of depression
Spent hours in psychiatric sessions
His soul he laid bare
The shrink didn't care
He billed even more for regression
Heading off to see a shrink today
Looking forward to it in an anticipatory way
Am I on track
Maybe info I lack
Is it downhill from here to my very last day
Nooooooooooooooooooooo!
The shrink said, "This will be a test"
"Association is what it'll be"
On his pad he had drawn a triangle
He asked me, "now what do you see?"
"That is a naked woman!", I said
I said it because it was true
He showed his pad with a circle next
I said, "That's a naked woman too!"
He said, "You're obsessed with sex"
"I am?", I said, "I don't see how"
"You are the one who is drawing"
"All the dirty pictures now!"
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