Therapist Poems

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.

Born to Rage

I woke with blood in my mouth
and no memory
of the scab that sealed the rasure.

I’m cat-spitting
dog-growling
peregrine-divebombing
rooster-flogging
badger-flipping
hornet-stinging
wolverine-ripping mad.

I fired the sun for showing up late
cursed the fridge light until
yogurt soured in terror.

God called
I let it ring twice.

The therapist said breathe
so I swallowed my tongue
now I speak
in the language of things with canines.

coyote-howl syntax
vulture-vowel decay
the guttural grammar
of

Behind the scenes in psychotherapy

a degree and he knows it all
summarizes me in a nanosecond
has me all figured out

simplified into a likely story
for someone else perhaps
but no sir, not for me

casually randomizing
careless comments tossed
into a common salad

the maestro takes words
and plays them back askew
creating his own new melody

with all his pomp and arrogance
he is the type that gives
the profession

Are My Poems Somewhat Corny?

I speak in parables and occasionally tell lies,
Holy scriptures housing flames as rolling papers, 
Spent a few nights eating nothing but salt from shakers. 
Used to pray for the light but now disrespect favours, 
Pay off my therapist when I need a compliment on my behaviour. 
Yeah,
Sugar crystal bites and a diet of capers, 
When

The Therapist

Of course, love is insanity
don't dare get me near the
couch! Love is honesty -- 
Dr. you are my cure!
You ask me to open up...
then all you do is write...
next appointment, make
it somewhere more private~
dinner and candlelight.

Maybe a Drean Therapist Could Help Me

the dream therapist put out his shingle
for a mere sixty dollars he will interpret your dream
If you dream of a turtle, it means life is slowing down

If you dream of a fish, you are trying to be free and encumbered
an oak tree in your dream can mean a variety of things
It might mean you are

Therapist

I was advised to see a therapist!
I went
We discussed my issues
A solution was found
The therapist joined my issue
We both saw another therapist!

The Therapist

soft smile in violet voice
healthy codependent choice
illness fills brown void

Regrets of a woke therapist

I was a woke shrink, I sadly write this verse.
My patients came in bad shape, ended up worse.

Today there was Cohen, who thought he was French.
I told him either way, his privilege gave a stench.
I told him skin color made him an oppressor.
He got so upset; he jumped on my dresser.

There was Jane who when

A competent therapist and confidant

Get help with thought patterns all new
From the social worker guru
Talia Green's expertise
Helps seekers find peace
And implodes thinking that's cuckoo

Therapist

Pour out emotions,
She says quietly, calmly,
But I don't want to.

I Was a Holistic Therapist

I was a Holistic Therapist
with oils and creams galore.
most clients were lovely
but some you had to ignore.
One came asking for 'extras'
which i answered with a threat
I said I'd throw his clothes outside
which I'm sure he would regret.
The thing that really bothered me
made me want to beat him down,
wasn't just the suggestion,
but he only offered me

You Can Bring Your Therapist

The house had been abandoned since December 24th, 1996.
The day the family disappeared. I know. I was there.
The only survivor that we knew of, all the others gone.
I had not been back since my cousins disappeared.

I was only three at the time, but I sometimes see glimpses.
Men with guns. One has a bandana on his

Dearest Physical Therapist

Dearest Physical Therapist~Ryan:


?When you see the rough coating on a
pineapple, do think of me.......

The outside, rough and hard to open.
The inside, soft and loving as can be!

Thank you for all your work with me.
Four full months, with a-stubborn donkey.

Who, by your magic, is now quite happily,
Out of bed........and so very, very, ambulatory!


Thank you!
Pangie

He Is Better Than a Therapist

He listened to our argument with a smile on his face.
Who is this guy? My husband asked, pointing to the place.
That’s just a stuffed snowman, I said. You can ignore him.
That’s when he jumped down and chucked me on my chin.

He gave a whoop-dee-doo and he turned himself about.
He whistled and he wiggled and he

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