Narrative Therapy

Composed 10/13/16
Description: In a nutshell. For today’s Daily Prompt: Clumsy. Mixing in some of my social work student knowledge today.

If you tally every time you trip
Apologize to passerby
For every tipped glass and
Every concrete stumble
With a
Sorry, I’m clumsy
You’re telling a story

You think but
It may not be
Statistical reality
But how you’ve created
You

It’s as simple and
As complicated
As paying attention to your grace
And stressing your strengths
To tell a different story
As they say
It’s in the details –
The ones you write in –
To change your perspective
And be a hero or a villain

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Responsibility

Composed 9/1/15
Description: It has been awhile since I’ve posted, but I have been doing some writing. Largely my lack of activity is due the struggle of transitioning to grad school and re-balancing work with school and whatever remains of my social life. However, school has been good so far; I’m working on a Masters in Social Work. For my “intro/immersion” class I actually got to write a poem for extra credit! Rad, right?

The theme of the project was “what does social work mean to me?” Thus, this poem was born.

Have you ever heard a baby’s first cry?
Or witnessed the mist of a father’s last sigh?
Wandered streets shaking without cold
Have you cringed in the night when nobody knows?

If you have you have known
Fear
Fear of uncertainty
Fear of being alone
It consumes, layers everything
But afraid?
It’s not what you have to be

The night is dark
And the trail is rigged
And the forest is in tangles
Trees dripping with hate and red tape

But for some reason
They gave me a flashlight
And I can get my hands on the map
So it seems that I could be your guide
Can I walk you through the maze?
If it makes your journey easier
I’d like to try

I just can’t leave you standing there
When it’s all here in my hands
What is worth doing
If not love for fellow being?
All my things will come and go
But help
That ripples, you see
And that’s my responsibility