Helping even when you're weary
Understanding other's pain
Managing to let hurt go
And forgiving once again
About Pat Fleming
I grew up in Trenton, NJ. Irish and proud of it. I always enjoyed writing from the time I was just a kid, especially poems. I followed my calling and worked as a Psychiatric Social Worker for 36 years in the state facility in New Jersey. I retired 2 years ago and started writing more than ever. Most of my poems are on the Forum. Life is hard and writing is my way of coping. Never married or had children, my career and my patients were my life.
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Acrostic Poem About Humanity
Helping even when you're weary
A Poem About Growing Old
in Aging Poems
Purple veins strain against the skin.
Pale, translucent, paper thin.
Skinny fingers clawed in monstrous shapes,
Brown spots from years that she can't erase.Featured Shared Story
Loved your poem, sister Patty. I will never hide my hands again. Added your poem to my favourites. God Bless.
Poems by Pat Fleming
Thank you, Paul, for taking the time to read my poem and for your kind compliment. I agree with your thoughts about this world. Sometimes people are so self-absorbed and superficial that there is nowhere to go to really talk about our fears and feelings. That's where I depend on my poetry to release my thoughts and feelings. Thank God there are people like you out there who take the time to really think and deeply care.
You are a brave girl, Janna, and I am so proud of how you fought those feelings and reached out for help, which is not easy sometimes. God will always use people to help us, just as he did your Church Pastor. God did that for you because he loves you and has a great plan for you, something that only you can do for Him. You are sweet for reading my poem and letting me know it helped you. I will keep you in my prayers, and remember you are very special and important to God. Don't ever give up because that would be a terrible loss to this world. You take good care of yourself!
Katie, I read one of your poems and liked it so much that I had to read them all. You are an amazing poet, and your scores really don't reflect how exceptional you are. This poem is just wonderful, sad, but so well written with a message that is so very true. Keep writing because you will only get better and you are already a pro.
This is a wonderful poem that really provides such a descriptive insight into what a person suffering from mental illness endures. I love the rhythm and rhyme of your poems and the simplicity with which you express yourself. I had to read the rest of your poetry because I liked this one so much and you have a truly amazing talent. I love the form of your poems, and each one tells a different story in that simplistic but truly powerful way that clearly expresses that particular feeling. I look forward to reading your other work.
I am so sorry for what you have been through, but your wife's need to go in another direction does not diminish who you are and what you have to offer as a person. Getting old stinks, but desperately trying to keep the inevitable from happening is a tiresome and fruitless effort. Let your wife do that. You accept who you are and be proud of who you are because of your age. You gave the world 4 wonderful human beings, and that is no easy task. Let your wife go and maintain the dignity of what your experience in life has given you. Don't be angry or bitter. We've been through enough. It's time to give ourselves the right to relax and let it all go. That's a good thing!