coming of age

Uncork the Traits

Uncork the Traits 

 

Absolute vow of head and heart 

Crossroads of empathy and science

Bound by the hippocratic oath

 

Minds of children moulded so early

Care-takers pour a foundation unwitting

With a lingering persistence of unknown fitting

 

Understand and alter the past 

Such an arduous and wishful task

Challenges the wounded’s reality mask

 

Lose yourself in your client you must

Being lost together is the bond of trust

Pull forward and return as one

 

  Travelled I have deep within 

Returning you unburdened and emotionally free

Shame and sorrow shall wait till tomorrow

 

Anticipation and hope we hold dearly

For a positive lasting outcome 

Yet subtle and fugitive change is found merely

 

Making a difference is the reward I reap

Revived many have I, thus my soul can sleep

Uncork the traits and dance the streets

 

©lee johnson

 

 

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A Hand

Greedy, tiny hands covered in fresh flesh

Fingers without wrinkles

Stretched out to the sky

Attached to hungry hands

That grasp potential


Gentle, caring hands of a child, covered in dirt

Fingers that have learned to hold

Wrapped securely around a mother’s

Attached to innocent hands  

That grasp new life


Angry, tentative hands, covered in bruises

Fingers that curl into a fist

Searching for justification

Attached to trembling hands

That grasp reality


Responsible, organized hands, covered in calluses

Fingers that memorize positions on a keyboard

Searching for confirmation

Attached to the hip of authority

That cannot grasp satisfaction


Hands, that are no longer owned, filled with formaldehyde

Fingers tucked neatly together

Hidden from the sky

Attached to empty hands

That grasp death

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adulthold

Afraid to stay not ready to move
I fear this next chapter may be doomed
A great big step is in my path
Modivation I seem to lack
I'm in a place where I'm at ease
But the unknown is teasing me 
A gust of wind a booming voice
Pushes me towards this void
But I run away not ready to go
For a fear this great unknown
Afraid of what I may lose
I don't know what I shouldn't do
Expectations running high
Tears cloud these sky blue eyes
Wishing that you understood
The fear I find in adult hood

Author's Notes/Comments: 

wrote this in 2013

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