Dedication Thread for Elisha ( Eerie )
for eerie
“And your very flesh shall be a great poem,”
Whitman had said –
Lines and stanzas of joys,
Of pains, of struggles, victories,
Our what was and what could be.
The rhymes may not always sound right –
The words foreign,
Pace too fast, too slow –
Garbled wordy messes or
Smooth, smooth phrases –
Life in ink
And pages.
It doesn't always make sense –
(Maybe most of the time, even)
The plot, the journey. But
May your favorite characters stay with you,
In darkness and in light, through the fights and times of stillness,
In breaths and pauses –
May the ink stay bold.
May the good clichés stay
Ringing true, and I hope
They put a smile on your face.
May you still be pleasantly surprised
By new turns of phrases,
By new good stories,
In new days,
And more new days
And more new good days – beautiful poet,
May your great poem continue on.
💜 sending you love,
cee
“And your very flesh shall be a great poem,”
Whitman had said –
Lines and stanzas of joys,
Of pains, of struggles, victories,
Our what was and what could be.
The rhymes may not always sound right –
The words foreign,
Pace too fast, too slow –
Garbled wordy messes or
Smooth, smooth phrases –
Life in ink
And pages.
It doesn't always make sense –
(Maybe most of the time, even)
The plot, the journey. But
May your favorite characters stay with you,
In darkness and in light, through the fights and times of stillness,
In breaths and pauses –
May the ink stay bold.
May the good clichés stay
Ringing true, and I hope
They put a smile on your face.
May you still be pleasantly surprised
By new turns of phrases,
By new good stories,
In new days,
And more new days
And more new good days – beautiful poet,
May your great poem continue on.
💜 sending you love,
cee
The Unweakening
"I was weak once.."
- Eerie
I
I felt its weft unravel slowly
all futures I planned on
as if they had their own choice
regardless of mine
As if they drew my breath
before I exhaled it yet after
it gained strength in my rest
and cognitive momentum
How can futures be that autonomous
formed when they should be fluid
How can plans be unmade and undone
in the faces of emergent fates
II
To stiffen the resolve hadn't occurred
that I would have to strengthen this way
to rise inside the failure of slipping away
to feel it all crumble like sand
The inner void so receptive
as if all potentials were alive there
waiting for air to awaken them
giving in to imagined success
I wouldn't accept their denial
forcing the light into those corners
was the only option in this scenario
to simply refuse to let them die
III
I danced alive all possible scenarios
as if they required fluidity to rise
and unsupple reasoning to thrive
even as the odds were squarely stacked
I let reason slip away for a short time
the length of one sweet fleeting dream
and bid the thing materialize as a child would
as never before had I such soaring faith
Somewhere amidst all illusion
a freedom found itself alive and well
precipitating all threats which undermined
following each promise unbelieved
IV
To go where wild things thrive
to accept their uncertainty as our own
becoming part of a whole effort
communing with every voice
Amidst the heaviness of constricts
carrying its weight to some destination
it all becomes useful work to endure
and see what emerges of it, understanding
That joy is naught without pain
and love though fleeting thrives in lack
and each one to the other is undone
so the pack we carry is heavy as we percieve
V
Somehow belief came alive, and faith
the empty kind that trusts everything
I realized the true nature of reality,
it is created by what we envision
To never become weakened is this
to never arrive at fortitude with its
clamps and sharpenings and severings
to stay attached to safety is to be stunted
The webs we weave are to trap ourselves
so we can escape the entrapment
and to do this by surviving it all
that is the magic and the way..
The unweakening of the heart..
.....
Inspired by the poetry of Eerie and how her strength
and resolve comes through in her words as well as
her dedication to the NaPo challenge
Beautiful contributions, all! I am sure Eerie does and will deeply appreciate it.
To all who contributed: Thank you so much for caring and sharing. Within DU are clans of families, and regardless of how we feel about one another, we are no different than the outside world - we are all humans occupying the same planet. Some of us are just 'Underground'!
To all who contributed: Thank you so much for caring and sharing. Within DU are clans of families, and regardless of how we feel about one another, we are no different than the outside world - we are all humans occupying the same planet. Some of us are just 'Underground'!
Cancel Your Cancer
It’s time to cancel your cancer
and never surrender
Studies have shown that copper
is cytotoxic to cancer cells”
Fenbendazole
Ivermectin
hydroxychloroquine
Amygdalin
Pick your poison
for the parasitic infection
we know as cancer
Sweat it out
of your pores
It dies with a high fever
So-called spontaneous remission
Don’t trust me wholly
Research William Coley
I ain’t no doctor
and neither are you
But we never like cancer
don’t let it cancel you!
It’s time to cancel your cancer
and never surrender
Studies have shown that copper
is cytotoxic to cancer cells”
Fenbendazole
Ivermectin
hydroxychloroquine
Amygdalin
Pick your poison
for the parasitic infection
we know as cancer
Sweat it out
of your pores
It dies with a high fever
So-called spontaneous remission
Don’t trust me wholly
Research William Coley
I ain’t no doctor
and neither are you
But we never like cancer
don’t let it cancel you!
Hi, everyone! Update on Elisha!
She leaves for Nevada on July 6th to start treatment and is looking forward to putting this behind her! She hopes to see everyone soon and appreciates the thoughts, prayers, and poems!
YOU GOT THIS, ELISHA!
We love you!
She leaves for Nevada on July 6th to start treatment and is looking forward to putting this behind her! She hopes to see everyone soon and appreciates the thoughts, prayers, and poems!
YOU GOT THIS, ELISHA!
We love you!
It is with deep sadness and a broken heart that I announce Elisha's recent passing. Our of respect for the family, we have waited until the release of the obituary to announce it publicly so that anyone who desires to leave a message on the tribute wall as a comfort to the family may.
https://www.bairdfuneralhome.com/obituary/ElishaMarie-Harden
Elisha was such a light and powerful presence here on DUP. She understood the sacred power of words and utilized them to the fullest in each poem.
Welcome home, Elisha! You always did know more than me.
https://www.bairdfuneralhome.com/obituary/ElishaMarie-Harden
Elisha was such a light and powerful presence here on DUP. She understood the sacred power of words and utilized them to the fullest in each poem.
Welcome home, Elisha! You always did know more than me.
Ahavati said:It is with deep sadness and a broken heart that I announce Elisha's recent passing. Our of respect for the family, we have waited until the release of the obituary to announce it publicly so that anyone who desires to leave a message on the tribute wall as a comfort to the family may.
https://www.bairdfuneralhome.com/obituary/ElishaMarie-Harden
Elisha was such a light and powerful presence here on DUP. She understood the sacred power of words and utilized them to the fullest in each poem.
Welcome home, Elisha! You always did know more than me.
My heart is full to overflowing with grief over this solemn pronouncement. A frontline soldier sleeps! What a brave soul she has been in the battle against life and, lately, in the battle against death!
The pages of this DUP must hang at half mask for the next 30 days. To this end, I will hang my portrait photo UPSIDE DOWN for the same period. If anyone else cares to join me, let's do this in solidarity, starting with YOU, Ahavati. If you are not personally convinced to join this gesture, then let each member follow the dictates if His or her own heart. BUT I will stand the course, if ALONE, on my own convictions.
Because of some amazing occurrences (GOOD ONES!) in my personal life in recent times, I woke up with a new and holy fear yesterday (Monday, November 18) and was moved to express my feelings as one preparing to die, in the poem that I shall share subsequently (in whatever forum is appropriate). Just so readers may know what poem that is, wherever they see it, the title is "i fathom not why He should choose the least." I feel as though it were appointed for a moment such as this.
https://www.bairdfuneralhome.com/obituary/ElishaMarie-Harden
Elisha was such a light and powerful presence here on DUP. She understood the sacred power of words and utilized them to the fullest in each poem.
Welcome home, Elisha! You always did know more than me.
My heart is full to overflowing with grief over this solemn pronouncement. A frontline soldier sleeps! What a brave soul she has been in the battle against life and, lately, in the battle against death!
The pages of this DUP must hang at half mask for the next 30 days. To this end, I will hang my portrait photo UPSIDE DOWN for the same period. If anyone else cares to join me, let's do this in solidarity, starting with YOU, Ahavati. If you are not personally convinced to join this gesture, then let each member follow the dictates if His or her own heart. BUT I will stand the course, if ALONE, on my own convictions.
Because of some amazing occurrences (GOOD ONES!) in my personal life in recent times, I woke up with a new and holy fear yesterday (Monday, November 18) and was moved to express my feelings as one preparing to die, in the poem that I shall share subsequently (in whatever forum is appropriate). Just so readers may know what poem that is, wherever they see it, the title is "i fathom not why He should choose the least." I feel as though it were appointed for a moment such as this.
