Dueling poems of fieldwork supervisor/student

Juliet, my last beloved supervisor, came in to the office from seeing a patient one day, to tell me about this funny lady she had just seen. This lady had recited a poem to her (her own, of course) and then insisted Juliet take a copy. It was a religious poem about the days getting worse because God told us so (apocalyptic-style, yo). ANYWAY, we were discussing it and the end result was that I begged Juliet to write me a poem…even if it was just a sentence or two. So in my last week, she came in with this beautiful gem…any mistakes are mine in re-typing it up, since Juliet is the queen of grammar. All of it is relevant, believe it or not, lol. I was impressed. I MISS MY JULIET!!!!!!!!!!

“A Poem for Karen

Three months went by so fast…
Hard to believe so much time has passed!
Karen’s leaving us, it’s such a pity.
At least she still has Lester the Lion Kitty.
I’ve never met him, but I know he’s famous.
He’s on YouTube, where his name is
Well-known to all who read her Blog!
(some say Karen should have bought a dog)
So it’s Goodbye to our dear student
(When in Nashville, please be prudent!)
And remember your friends at “Hospital”
(X, Y, Juliet and was there a fourth…?
Have a great Christmas back in La Jolla
And think of Juliet when you see a sequoia.”

Here was my poetic response:

“A Poem for Juliet

You are not

the only one who can

write a poem.

But I cannot rhyme

Thyme; lime; chyme;

Creativity flows out as rhymes

flow in

So instead I cheat

Using little sentences

like this.

To make it look

as if I am

rather poetic.

I wanted you to know

that you are like

a sequoia.

Not morbidly woodenly obese

Or exceptionally tall

But you have a majestic presence

Powerful and graceful

An experience that cannot be forgotten.”



Jan 04, 2009 | Category: Occupational Therapy | Comments: none