In development

Two Shoes Tuesdsay

I’m not sure if it’s wisdom or foolishness to give the care of the depressed to the depressed…

either way it fits the cues…

wooohoo!

 *

The whole thing is rather ironic

a soul such as mine so dystonic

would be entrusted with the care

of those who live there

it makes depression all that more sardonic

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(addendum 11/11 pm)

I suppose if the shoe fits, you wear it

despite your mood being disparet

from that which you preach

to those in the breach

thus saving us all from the garotte

*

I might add to this poem as I go… who knows? ~z

feel free to add to it in the comments and we will put it all together 

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24 comments on “In development

  1. Linda Kay says:

    Maybe you could take an appropriate tonic?

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  2. lrconsiderer says:

    Ello ello – how ya doing then, m’dear? I like the idea of a poem which builds.

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  3. McGuffy Ann says:

    Well, I will be reading to see how this turns out.

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  4. oldegg says:

    Curiously I think that caring for the depressed when depressed yourself probably helps both parties. The carer is better able to appreciate and understand what the problem is and can be sympathetic.

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  5. What a delightful little very you have going here! And while I acknowledge the apparent foolishness of such a plan, it is my believe that one cannot know the depth of despair if they have never themselves been there. I suspect your clients are far better off for you being there, even you may be a bit off yourself! 🙂 XOXO

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  6. Patricia says:

    I have nothing to add for a poetic bent I have never had. But I look forward to the rest of what you may do. 🙂

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  7. sallyquendi says:

    I think that nobody knows better how to deal with a situation than those who are dealing with it themselves!
    http://encyclopedianetherworld.blogspot.com/2014/11/diphylla-and-liljanas-journey-coming.html

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  8. valj2750 says:

    This poem proves depression can be fun. Surprised your patients don’t get up and run. But maybe, just maybe you see, Inside their minds, what is to be. Sorry – foolish attempt. In your wisdom you know I love you.

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