Minimize (revamped) (poem) by Janet P Caldwell on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 20, 2009

I have experienced so-called professional "helpers" who were totally unable to communicate with me. I can relate, Janet. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on August 20, 2009

Most of the time we can only work throuh it ourselves.

Reviewed by Glen Lovelace

Reviewed on July 9, 2004

Gettin' closer! (Smiling at least.)
GDL

Reviewed by Donni De-Ville (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2003

Yes, that is how it is! (only you don't get to lie on a couch anymore!) hee hee! Enjoyed it!

Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)

Reviewed on November 26, 2003

Liked Janet, so fresh, and very alive, al

Reviewed by Sheila Jones (Reader)

Reviewed on November 22, 2003

Your words are powerful and moving...

So wonderfully composed, well done Janet!

Thank you for sharing this.

Sheila

Reviewed by Kathleen Herrick (Reader)

Reviewed on November 19, 2003

Knowing yourself is sometimes the only way to heal.
Going to the couch myself every friday now....
Wow, I must be stupid for not trusting myself more.
Going to the "opinions of others" revue....
For what???

Great! Thanks for sharing. :)

Reviewed by Charles Mann (Reader)

Reviewed on November 15, 2003

Another fine glimps of minds diner within the danger zone,,great write my friend,,
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CHARLIE

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on November 8, 2003

Brilliant!

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on November 4, 2003

You tell as it is. Great insight

Reviewed by Robin Ouzman Hislop

Reviewed on November 2, 2003

it made me bit a blinder, fabulous line

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on October 25, 2003

Bravo, Jan! I've always admired your fighting spirit. It shines especially in this piece. You're so right - unfortunately not only about psychiatry which would categorize us and bundle us and sort us by number, but also about the need for everyone to help him or herself. (That goes for all dealings with doctors) Good for you!

Gina

Reviewed by Micha Julian

Reviewed on October 24, 2003

YOU...
damn, Oh, Janet, this hurts, hurts, hurts...and it is so Powerfully written and I feel foolish, but am shaking as I type...am in awe of how you are able to use the pain and the insight and you, God, if...just Poetry, more than Poetry, a Human, reaching inside, deep and giving...
I am, not surprisingly, again, in awe and moved so much...cannot describe...
(your words, your Use of words, damn, even the tile and hesheme..etc...
)
(((((((((YOU!))))))))))))
Thank You,
m.

Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)

Reviewed on October 23, 2003

Janet: Most "shrinks" need to be "shrunk" themselves. My first psychiatrist has had his medical license suspended twice for having affairs with his patients. Screw 'em all. I'm the one that diagnosed myself, after many years of suffering. You have a real talent for writing. From someone who has also had scrambled brains. Quite tasty, I might add. (smile) Susan Sparks

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on October 22, 2003

This knocked me out!!!
excellent!!!
:)
pax
A

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on October 22, 2003

Ditto what Shy says....Hi Janet...well I'm glad I discovered you....late as it is...I just try so hard to read and reply to most here at the Den and sometimes there just isnt enough time...this is a dandy one...love it....floria

Reviewed by ShyPoet 1

Reviewed on October 22, 2003

Normal? What's that? Haven't seen it for a long, long while.
A unique and enjoyable poem.
Go Janet Go!

Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

I love it Janet! I feel like this also sometimes
in New doctors office's for psyche problems and all.
YOU GO GIRL!
Excellent Poem!
Lotsa Love,
Becca

Reviewed by Bob Holt (Reader)

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

Nice going. Great read. I've got no time for experts who think they know what's normal. Hey, I've got no time for normal, I'm used to seeing warped colors.

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

this was a very good rant Janet. It has a special ring for me right at this moment. hugs G

Reviewed by Jaclynn Huntington (Reader)

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

I am always intrigued with such arguments in the mind. **S** Well done!

~Jackie~

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

Sweet Janet: NORMAL! <---- what a concept! Get out before it's too late.. You rant with pizzazz and truth. Now c'mon, follow me out this back way before that couch becomes too comfy. Well said, here. katy xox.

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on October 18, 2003

Janet....outstanding write from you yet again....Thank you.....BHUWAN

Reviewed by Jeff Mason

Reviewed on October 17, 2003

Very interesting diatribe. After all, you know your weaknesses better
than anyone else. :) Keep pouring out that wondeful soul-mind of
yours Janet!

Reviewed by Tami Ryan

Reviewed on October 17, 2003

A superb write, Janet! I especially love this line: "I don�t want your help. I want my own." So empowering! Outstanding write!

Tami

Reviewed by Ian Thorpe

Reviewed on October 16, 2003

Shrinks are for life, not just for Christmas (that might be a very English joke) but I sort of agree with Susan, you don't have to go round the world though. But you know that. Flights from Dallas, Atlanta and NY arrive daily at Liverpool John Lennon or Manchester Ringway several times each day.
Glad you're back sweetie, love me. (MWAH)
A sensible comment? I've seen yhis one before, you know I like it. But wouldn't
"And bullion cubes, dull in my
Skillet skull"
work better on one line????????? Just a thought.

Reviewed by Susan Cook-Jahme (Reader)

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

A special document award on whom? His snared hampster...mmmm? I think Janet, it's time to bolt - get off that couch and go on a sailing trip around the world, far away from the head shrink :0) BTW, your poem was clever, as always :0)

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Awesome write Janet

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Dear Janet,
If everyone's mind is different,and if we are not the same,then how can a pill to control a mind be precisely tested?Mind controlling pills? Were these pills (like most others) tested on animals?How can the findings be exact for humans when humans have totally different minds to animals?Even if they are tested on humans ,as we are all so unique (and certainly each mind is?) then how can it be more than the luck of the draw or guess work that it will work on this or that human?I think most folks on pills for any emotional problem are totally 'Experiment material' (just like rats in a lab cage).
I admire you so much Janet for this poem and making a stand against the medical professions blundering cruel experimenting on sad and depressed people.Sorry to go on so about it but as I have lost two friends due to over prescription of mind controlling pills(and that is what I believed happened to them)as they took their own life due to the adverse side effects and I also almost was one of those who died due to it(in very early eighties ) thank God I tossed them out nearly twenty years ago (but ony after ending up in intensive care due to my suicide attempt)and I only ever started taking them in first place after a severe physical trauma and major surgery/plus loss of love one all within months of each other (bloody doctors!!!they give pills for grief,what idiots!).I believe all one ever needs to be happy is peaceful and safe environment,time heals all.It worked for me,but my two friends were not as lucky they took the pills,obediently... and died.
Go Janet!!!Be a rebel,skrew the Quacks... listen to your heart it knows what is right for you.lOVE from Kay.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Great expressions of feelings.

Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Sometimes only we know what's best for us. Very well expressed!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

What is a Phd?

"Please Help Darling" degree?

"Pop His Ding-dong"?

"Paint Her Doodles"?

"Poor Hooker Devil"?

"Pissed Homo Dick"?

Gee I can go on for ever...lol!!

Okay Only some "Phd's"....not all!!

love tinka

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

I don�t want your help. I want my own.

WEll said..well penned..and I thank you for putting into words that which befalls all the ones that have been through any depression,pain etc.ty

vesna

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

LOL and with purpose.

Reviewed by Lee Garrett

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Very interesting. Enjoyable write.

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

Janet, I think I need to digest this! Then serve it's gas for dessert. Great write as always. Lisa

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on October 15, 2003

as always, well done

Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

Brilliant Janet!

Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

Oh this is awesome
"Skillet skull, saut�ed with noodles.
Each delegate a part of my life
Do they know? Who are they anyway?
I don�t think they do.
How can you prescribe, explain the reds,
Without popping them?
How do I get it across, while
Lying on this burdened couch?
I can�t talk to you herhemeandyou.
Did I say that already? OK, OK, let�s get it
Straight!!! "

Reviewed by Transcendental Poet (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

You knocked me down with this--
"Got a PhD, your fiddle-dee-dee
Some kind of degree.
A special document awarding
A kind of extraordinary vision.
Is this better, one or two?
Go away, I don�t need your help.
As a matter of fact, you
Make me a bit blinder.
I�ll outline it somehow."

Thanks,
Justin

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

Phd people only confuse me
Most of them don't believe in nothing but themselves anyway.
Your a powerful woman Janet.......

Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

I don't know if YOU know that you do this....but Janet, you absolutely rock! I like the hell fire you breathe. It was gooooood! I respect a woman does it well! I swear I could see someone's collar being yanked...and someone in someone's face--lol. Excellent Janet. I agree..lol--chocolate is real nice :)

Thank You,
Teresa Emilie

Reviewed by Zenith Elliott

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

I liked this one, have been there and done that...A degree is a piece of paper, there's a big difference in living it and reading about it. We know ourselves better than anyone else! Excellent perceptive write...~Z~

Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

Sometimes the best therapy can be found in a sunset, or a great piece of chocolate.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

i don't think he's that smart ;) i like how you navigated the situation...

Reviewed by Helga Ross

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

Janet, this is great! I enjoyed reading. My brain is scrambled, too! ;)