Sometimes we don’t like our thoughts.
They tell us we are no good, ugly or a failure
I believe that we can get CBT as therapy. here in Britain
This makes us challenge the thoughts we hate
Now since Freud is dead I’ll tell you my idea.
Stop hating your thoughts but don’t love them either.
Let them flow along like a stream of clear water.
There, that didn’t cost you anything.Your therapy is over Continue reading “Therapy is over”
Day: April 1, 2020
The sea was greeny blue, at least on top
St Margarets Bay, the cliff top the wild flowers,
We lay in warm soft sunlight, lighthouse tower,
The clifftop where we lay has come to grief
Don’t blame us, we kissed on Hampstead Heath
The ground is shifting underneath our feet\
This curious government deserves defeat
They tried to make a human sacrifice
What, turn the telly off or it may spie?
Then I saw the dress I wore at sea
They took us off the cliffs to give us tea
The lifeboat men had saved us from the drop
The sea was greeny blue, at least on top
They took us into Folkestone for some beer
I prefer green tea, I am sincere
Actually I told another lie
I’ll drink Earl Grey tea until I die
After that my memory grows dim
I fear my entire life is one long sin
Discussion of British Comedies on TV
Do not go gentle into that good night
Choice
Shall I be one of those who get no care
The framework of the doctors’ thoughts lies bare
Who can say migrainous hearts are weak
Who has got a heart valve which might leak?
Since I see the world throught just one eye
Will that be enough to let me die?
My thyroid gland is fading as I age
I do not have the energy for rage.
We have no rights from God [ is he a lie?]
Kant’s Imperative deserves a try
If I’m looking pale or even sad
That does not mean I wish that I were dead
Austerity was hardest for the poor
Now the Graveyard waits, there is no cure.
Write better poetry

https://www.scribophile.com/blog/10-ways-to-supercharge-your-poetry/
EXTRACT
Emotion. One of the traps of poetry is the temptation to write around an emotion, rather than to fully immerse yourself in and write with and through that emotion. Don’t be afraid of feeling! Without a doubt, this can be one of the most fulfilling aspects of the art. Emotion is the currency of poetry. Show me the money! Take a class. Continue to learn about poetry. Look for a university extension class being taught by a local poet, or a night school class, or a workshop at your city’s writer’s collective, or even on-line correspondence course. If nothing else, at least read a book about the art and craft of poetry. I recommend Poemcrazy by Susan G. Wooldrige. It’s fun, easy to read, and has lots of great exercises. I’ve had great success with it.
