by Craig Cornish |
Categories:
cancer,
God, so cruel a plague upon me,
dreams crushed, forsaken,
even as I hopefully step
where the sun leaves me to smile
for those brief but celebrated
moments.
Through tear blurred windows
dear hearts that suffer more than I
can despise their suffering -
much more than my own sad fate.
I'm called brave but it is they
who smile through pain,
struggle for the right words.
They need not speak.
How lucky I have been
no matter my end
to have known such love.
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
husband, i love you, life,
"Time = Life, Therefore, waste your time and waste of your life, or master your time and master your life". Alan Lakein
To my husband ...
From the moment we met
I knew you were special
past relationships
gone forever
You are
my present and my future
but since your cancer returned
we’re fully aware
the clock is ticking
Our time on earth isn’t infinite …
one day
we’ll find eternal peace
Time- 8 Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by A Dear Heart
07/05/20
by Rob Schulteis |
Categories:
anxiety, beauty, cancer, death, love,
"With Angels Wings"
The whispering winds, a song they sing
A song of sorrow and of a heart so big
Your love reaches as far as the eye can see
I believe in dreams because in my heart, you beat
Just as a gentle breeze shimmers every leaf
Your love, in every heart, plants a seed
Elegance, love and hope is what grows beneath
And this is your gift to us....
For safe keeping.
So...if you ever wonder why heaven sings
It's because now you fly...
With Angels Wings
by Monia Kurtz |
Categories:
cancer, death, i love you, loss, love hurts, meaningful,
Your soul was being attacked
Meanwhile mine carried bags
Of sorrow, devastation and guilt
For I knew your little body couldn’t handle this
This cancer that sprung up out of nowhere when you were two
But you got your army men and went to work
Fighting
How strong your little heart was
Bigger than any of those little army men
Nevertheless, your little body didn’t fight forever
How could it?
So I sat you on my lap and told you that it was okay
You died that day.
So now,
Every chance I get I say screw Cancer
Fot taking the most precious boy I’d ever laid eyes on.
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
cancer, confidence, encouraging, life, love, strength, together,
some days you may
be low on strength
i’ll give you mine
life is bigger than cancer
we feed off each other
the closeness of our bond
finishing each other’s
thoughts and sentences
your smile your touch
there’s magic in the details
in the togetherness of you and i
in life being bigger than cancer
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~THE POWER OF TWO~ 2020
AP: 2nd place 2020
Posted on July 13, 2019
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories:
angst, cancer, death,
She has breast cancer, malignant tumor
Time passes, a waiting game
Routine mammography
A filter of frustration and sadness
Death can not be overcome
Grief is the price of love
The moment of freedom, the mask falls off
Show yourself as a true friend
"We'll do this together"
12-07-2018
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
by Tasha Taylor |
Categories:
boyfriend, funny love, girlfriend, psychological, relationship,
"Doctor!
Doctor!
How is he?"
"Quite terrible, Miss.
He will not survive the night,
Probably not even the hour."
"What does he have?
Terminal cancer?
Pneumonia?
Cardiac Arrest?"
"No.
It is worse then all of those.
Even combined."
"Oh no!
Can I see him?
"I imagine you can, Miss.
But that's the problem.
I'm afraid I can't treat him
Since I can't--"
"Doctor! Please tell me.
I love him.
He's my boyfriend.
We have no secrets."
"Then you may wanna sit down.
Miss, I am sorry to inform you,
Your boyfriend is ailed with
A severe case of nonexistence."
by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories:
bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,
I
knew a Tiger
who swam with dolphins
along the razor’s edge
and
meditated with a yellow bird
under his honey’s tree
in a west coast garden.
A
rare breed
from an indigenous
creed.
His
poetic wisdom
written with
zen.
He
sung his songs
in syllables:
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.
His
beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.
Where
did our
Windwalker
go?
Lava
beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful
rainbow.
Is
he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?
I
knew a Tiger
who walked
with the wind.
by Berteena
Harmony of the Soul
PoetrySoup Poem of the Day - January 29, 2019
by Lu Loo |
Categories:
childhood, family, happiness, love,
Second Chance May 2016
Sponsor: Eve Roper
five generations
connected to my grandpa
kindred forefather
parents united
unto them came four children
love to go around
mother faced cancer
a dear lady, my angel
adulthood so strong
adoring siblings
warmhearted and devoted
affections of blood
money not vital
wealthy in rich loyalty
assets of true faith
our childhood dog Bo
my sweet Golden Retriever
my canine best bud
united as one
roots form a family tree
belovedly linked
Date Written: April 30, 2016
Date Finalized:May 19, 2016
by Laurel Larison |
Categories:
family, father, children, happiness, life, loss, love, dad, miss you, heaven, dad, heaven, miss you, i love you,
I miss you dad every single day
The wonderful Times I remember
Are the times we spent together going
To dinner and church
The times I will cherish always on this earth
Your gentle ways and smiles and hugs
Made Life worthwhile for this is true
Forever you are missed in my heart and soul
But the forever is Heaven and you are there basking
In the Light of the Lord
I miss you dad and loved you so much
But eternity is yours to no longer hurt
Cancer is what took you far too soon
I am always remembering your hugs and
I loved you so much too.
Eternity is there for you now and forever
Remember I love you and Kisses from here
to you in the forever they call Heaven from earth
by Sharon Gulley |
Categories:
cancer, caregiving, deep, garden, mentor, psychological, recovery from,
In a summer of lastingness, long ago,
what you had in store for me my love,
I could've never known.
Through the depth and channels
of the heart, you have shown me
life begins, where the loving starts.
Like an unfolded rose growing in the
morning's misty dew, you feed me
and then sheltered me as I grew.
If I stood before you today my love
you would see a full rose in bloom,
not at all hindered by gloom.
A strong stem, no regrets, no sorrow.
Only togetherness with you, full of
brighter tomorrows.
Thank you for all you planted in the
garden of my hardened soil.
A summer of lastingness has forever
brought tenderness instead of toil.
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
cancer, me,
I thank our Lord for the blessings bestowed:
Even though my wound still oozes, my skin cancer was completely removed
My fingernails are unusually strong and I have emery board access
The food I eat may be cheap and meager, but at least it keeps me alive
Much free time is mine because little work is available
How lucky I am to have friends who will laugh and cry with me at life’s troubles
I appreciate the ability to love and show compassion
Thankfully, I don’t drool too much when I eat
And most of all I am blessed with a sense of humor
* For Dane Ann’s “Blessings” contest. (Yes, my cholesterol truly is that high.)
by Mark Woods |
Categories:
bereavement, heartbreak, loneliness, lost love,
She’s lonely, the old lady just over the fence
Ninth decade approaching, alone and living past tense
Sometimes I see her and acknowledge good day
Put time to one side, not running away.
A love story she tells me, I’ve heard it before
The man that she married and simply adored.
His battle with cancer, he’s now spread on my land
How her family all left her, once they had cash in their hand.
I see the wrinkles of hurt carved into her face
Only I know the reason, why she’s attached to this place.
31/8/2015
*The spelling of neighbour/neighbor is different between countries.
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
bereavement, christmas, depression,
A snowy blanket lies on the ground
as I visit your grave on Christmas Day,
it’s my very first Christmas without you
cancer cruelly snatched your life away
We had so little precious time together,
as you lay dying you made me your wife;
when we whispered our vows we were crying
I promised to love you for the rest of your life
This year there won’t be any presents
I’ve not bothered with a Christmas tree,
I’m struggling to cope with depression
my life’s so unbearable now it’s just me
FICTION POEM
A Sad Christmas - December 2018 Writing Challenge - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
12/5/18
by John Hamilton |
Categories:
cancer, courage, depression, encouraging, heart, meaningful, uplifting,
Cancer's Cost
Cancer may ravage whole body parts
but it can never conquer resolute hearts.
Battered and bruised by aggressive procedures
we may hardly recognize our distinguishing features.
Remember this my friend, all hope is not lost
You can fight this evil enemy, but there is a cost.
The price is determination, a strong will to keep living
you have so much goodness left inside to keep giving.
Remember this my friend,
We are more than the sum of our human body parts
Cancer cannot kill the eternal love dwelling in our hearts!
John Derek Hamilton
December 21,2015
by Jill Martin |
Categories:
friendship, funny, life, love, cancer,
Sitting in the backseat ~ yackety
she drives like
crackers ~ wackedy
speeding to the movies?
we can’t be late?
Driver ahead asleep at the
light
panic stop she makes ~ 5 seatbelts lock
But the
backlash! ........... flying wig
plops smack in my lap . . . .
Screaming fits of laughter all around.
Late to the movies after all,
not nearly as good.
Dedicated to my friend, Kate.
Breast cancer survivor.
by Michael J. Falotico |
Categories:
lossfamily, family,
By Michael J. Falotico
The disease covers and takes over the mind and body..
Friends and family members gather and support with love and compassion..
Now God has taken the soul to be by his side till our family is joined again..
RIP...~Dad and Dianna~
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
cancer, love,
Susie’s flowing blonde tresses
were her pride and joy
they shone like a halo above her head
and framed her delicate features
From the moment they met
her boyfriend called her Goldilocks
Five years after they married
cancer cruelly crept into their lives
Skilled surgeons removed her lump
but chemotherapy took its toll
and clumps of hair clung to her brush
They both sobbed bitterly
as her husband turned on the hair clippers
which buzzed across her scalp…
in the ultimate act of love
Goldilocks Zone Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco
04/11/21
by Mike Dailey |
Categories:
health, hope, inspirational, life, philosophy, recovery from..., upliftingme, love, me, cancer,
It’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
For I choose to live my life
As full as it can be
It’s true they did some cutting
To get the cancer out
But I’m still fighting cancer
And it is quite a bout
It’s true that I’ll do chemo
And chemo makes you sick
While chemo kills the cancer
That’s not what makes me tick
For me, it’s love of family
My daughter and my wife
And I’ll have a brand new grandchild
And that – to me – is life
Each moment that I’m living
My love for them grows strong
And loving equals living
That’s what keeps me going on
So it’s true that I have cancer
Not true that it has me
And like a wise man said once
The truth shall set you free.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
lost love, nature,
High on a passing cloud there floats a dream
Never to be easily forgotten,
Devious destiny weaved its fierce scheme,
Turned my youth into a life so rotten.
The soft song of a Summer Breeze was gone,
But by then we had met and love had won.
How oft we trekked the hills and watched the dawn.
How oft we made love, happy so well done.
Carefree we roamed out our romantic days,
Many noticed silhouettes in moonlight.
How could I not shower her with sweet praise?
Alas she had cancer, love turned to plight.
The gilded leaves of autumn sigh her loss.
Her funeral I bore with a harsh cross.
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
desire, longing, solitude,
The Dancer
From afar I watch intently
as she moves about so gently
knowing not, and consequently,
unaware what’s in my heart.
Such a beauty this sweet creature
as I watch her from the bleachers
gazing at her shapely features;
has somebody claimed her heart?
Knowing not, the weight is crushing;
through my veins my blood is rushing;
deep desires, my thoughts are blushing;
could she love me with her heart?
Guess I’ll never know the answer,
truth about this darling dancer,
questions spreading like a cancer
feeding on my hungry heart.
March 19, 2023
by Jack Horne |
Categories:
loss,
I never had a better friend than you,
and now you're gone it's hard to find
the strength to go on day to day;
this loss is always on my mind.
We bonded from the day we met;
a friendship that would never die -
but cancer took my truest friend,
and memories just make me cry.
I'm writing this to send my love
and pray my words may soar to you;
I know some day we'll chat again -
til then, that thought will help me through.
written 28th September for Eve's contest - to me, Pic 3 looked like someone saying this
by Aimee Rodriguez |
Categories:
cancer, grief, loss, miss you, missing you, mom, mother,
Without you, the days are so long
& sometimes it's hard to just carry on.
You gave life & love to all things
The joy of giving was what you would bring.
I see your smile inside my head,
It just isn't fair that you have to be dead.
I know you suffered though all the while
You held your head high & even would smile.
As I watched you go through it, I always had hope,
Even when we came to the end of the rope.
Everything that we went through
Helped make us closer & more loving too.
Through ups & downs you always were strong
Even when you knew you didn't have long.
Life can be kind & cruel in the same,
But you will live on forever because of loves eternal flame.
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
death, life, loss, love, sad, sympathy, time
I've watched her vanish and dietirate into withering roses.
The pain that takes over her body is spreading fast and furious,
and only weakens her!
How can she bring so much light into a room of darkend souls, with her smile,
When she has only those two weeks to remain?
Why her a mother and new bride?
She doesnt want to miss a thing in her young boys lifes.
But... she already knows how it will be and how it will come.
Six days, six days she had before the death withen her took
one last breath, and she vanished into the atmosphere and left.
by Brian Byrne |
Categories:
cancer, death, deep, depression, flower, loss, love, metaphor,
Daisy.
there she lay
planted beneath the soft, brittle earth
I remember picking you
no roses or tulips
just Daisy.
I was the gardener—
your gardener
what now shall I water
I cry in hopes my tears
will make you sprout
come out of your flowerbed
white and pure
yellow and cheery
green and new
I knew you were wilting
I saw you lose your petals
your eyes lost their vibrant glow
small and feeble
easily carried by the wind
you died within my gloves
now you are back where you began
the dark, eerie ground
but this time
Daisy.
you won’t grow