The Poetry of Social Work

By Shelley A.Wyckoff

Shelley Rice Wyckoff has synthesized a splendid collection of diverse
poems that reflect social issues and challenges encountered during lifes
journey. These poems are useful as a teaching tool, preparing students with
knowledge about the biopsychosocial impact of these issues on individuals,
families, groups, and communities. These poems reflect real and current
issues and tug at the deep emotions of the heart. Knowledge and sensitivity
to these problems serve as motivators for students to become ethical and
competent professional social workers who are committed to the purpose of
our noble profession.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 8, 2012
• ISBN: 9781467856294

Shelley A.Wyckoff

Shelley Rice-Wyckoff is professor emerita of the Alabama Agricultural and Mechanical University Department of Social Work. Before retiring in June, 2011, she served in various administrative positions as Director of Field Instruction, Director of the Undergraduate Social Work Program and Chair of the Department of Social Work. She has served as a site visitor for the Council on Social Work Education and Commissioner of Accreditation. She was inducted in the Class of 2011 Alabama Social Work Hall of Fame.

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© 2012 by Shelley A.Wyckoff. All rights reserved.

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/04/2012

ISBN: 978-1-4678-5630-0 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4678-5629-4 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011960084

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Contents

Afternoon Idleness

AIDS Where Did You Come From?

Alcohol Amateur

All In A Day

America’s Changing Colors

Another Mother

As the World Turns

Ask Me

At the Social Work Conference

Bad News

Beautiful

Because It Was Profitable

Because

Black Girl and Self-esteem

I Fall Real Short As A Father

Black Women

Bondage

Botanical Garden of Diversity

Changes

Color Me

Distressed…

Face of Steel

Fall Down

Fear

Fix My Kid

For You… My Friend

Hate / Love

Hello World

He’s Not Gone

Hopeful Anticipation

How Many times?

I Am

I Can’t Compete

I Choose

I Don’t Care

I Gotta Go

I Like Me

I Need Help…I’m The Helper

I Promise

I Wanna Work

I Wear the Scars

I Will Not Be Silent

I Wish I Could Sit

I’m A Stutterer

I’m Aching

Incarcerated Woman

Invisible Shackles

Life

Light My Fire

Longing for You

Lost Love

Love… The Best Love

Low Down… Deep Down

Missing

Multiple Wounds

Never to Return

No Miracle

One Eye Open

Prison Without Walls

Professional Credibility

Prom Night

Real Expectations of Social Work

Scars

Secret Lover

See Saw

September 11- Sharing the Experience

She Is Who She Is

Sitting On Your Throne

Sizzling Love

Skeletons

Splitting-up

Stand Still

Storms of Life

Strangers

Stripped and Discarded

Teaching and Learning

A Woman… A Veteran

The Color White

The Affair

The Demented

Life’s Journey

Coping: A Daily Challenge

The Inmate

The Involuntary Trip

Privileged

Trying Times

The Long Dark Night

The Missing Face

The Woes of Wars

Lust

The Power of Social Work

The Reunion

The Big Decision

Yesterday

The Tenant

The Will

Storms of Life

Time to Eat

Trapped

Trauma Baby

I Fall Short

Mixed Matched Shoes

We Are…

Where Did My Love go?

Like An Oak Tree

Stars

You Forgot

Issues————

Toxic and Untouchable

Afternoon Idleness

The music is so soothing to my ears.

Every bone in my body moves just right to each beat

of the drum and whine of the saxophone.

Every sound is in my head as I let my body have its

way…

Moving up and down and all around

Sweet smells of cinnamon tease my nose as I spot

the cinnamon candle still burning on the coffee table.

Soft leather sofas with velvet pillows catch my eye as

I fall into their softness.

AIDS Where Did You Come From?

John was blond, blue-eyed, tall, kind and gentle…

Set my soul on fire and… Made my body explode like rockets.

A dynamic lover… A dynamic lover he was.

Dan looked like my favorite actor. Smelled of Cool Water and sometimes Drakkar Noir.

Finger nails clean and shaped to perfection.

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