Events in my earlier years showed me that I had a need to help others in their time of need. This led, first, to my becoming an Astrologer and, later, a Hypnotherapist. Two poems demonstrate my earlier frustrations.




Time lost, spent waiting for the phone to ring,

With hope, yet dreading what the call might bring.

Does anyone want me for what I am?

For what I am able to do for them?

A chance is all I ask to prove my worth,

To show that I was predestined from birth

To comfort, love with all my soul and heart,

A woman who is sad, forlorn, apart.

But still I wait and still the phone won’t ring,

And then I start to curse the blessed thing.

It smugly sits and smiles from one to nine,

While holding back the message on its line.

Then, all at once, a new thought comes to be:

Could she be waiting for a call from me?


The Candle

The light faltered, flickered in the glass bowl;

Shadows danced on the wall of the dark room,

Which seemed eerie and cold like a tomb,

Full of dark despair and devoid of soul.

The weight of life has had a heavy toll,

Removing joy and leaving only gloom;

An overwhelming sense of death and doom

Pervades the being of a person, whole.

A candle burning bravely, but in vain,

Trying to dispel the melancholic,

I might as well have tried to conquer rain,

Or form straight lines from the parabolic,

Than to attempt to influence your life

By giving love in place of mortal strife.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And to give my blog pages something lighter, I'm sharing some of my personal photographs, too.
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1 Response to Therapy

  1. cdsmiller17 says:

    Isn’t it obvious? I just want to make things right for all women…


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