Poems About Cancer Seeking Honest Critique
#cancer
Lie in Wait
It slowly creeps in the shadows undetected
All the while everything on the surface seems fine
Even as the body fights it becomes subjected
To something sinister that at first seemed so benign
The fatal disease then spreads quickly without control
Destroying and consuming everything in its path
Even though warning signs may whisper it to the soul
The mind doesn’t want to realize it or do the math
The victim becomes brittle at the core, to the bone
Not realizing what it’s done until it’s too late
And all the medicine won’t help...
All the while everything on the surface seems fine
Even as the body fights it becomes subjected
To something sinister that at first seemed so benign
The fatal disease then spreads quickly without control
Destroying and consuming everything in its path
Even though warning signs may whisper it to the soul
The mind doesn’t want to realize it or do the math
The victim becomes brittle at the core, to the bone
Not realizing what it’s done until it’s too late
And all the medicine won’t help...
#CallToAction
#cancer
#hope #LifeStruggles
#hope #LifeStruggles
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HALFWAY THERE (I)-(original draft) (East Flagship Hotel Pier Jetty, Galveston Island Texas; 1-29-1997)
i took a trolley
to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed numbly out over
this vast gulf of mexico s
seemingly endless horizon
then silently thought to myself
halfway there
to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed numbly out over
this vast gulf of mexico s
seemingly endless horizon
then silently thought to myself
halfway there
#cancer
#depression
#disability
#illness
#PTSD
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Cloven Tongue Poetry @ M1AG 10/26
A poetry show I did at my church in Manning, SC featuring poetry from my recently released album DARQ (Death and Redemptive Qualities) and the corresponding book LIGHT (Lines Inspired by Grace, Honesty, and Truth). Featured poems in order as they appear on the video:
- Zombie Lines
- Collateral Damage
- Phantom Self
- Schizophrenic Intercessor
- The Interrogation
- Illnesses of Mass Destruction
- Double Cross
- Zombie Lines
- Collateral Damage
- Phantom Self
- Schizophrenic Intercessor
- The Interrogation
- Illnesses of Mass Destruction
- Double Cross
#cancer
#confessional
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Illnesses of Mass Destruction
Face to face with life
Am I the blessing or the curse
Weary in the valley
Lost for the temporal beauty of the shadow
Trying to find the words to say it all
Make sense of it and find my peace again
I write letters in a perpetual state of transition
Shouting into the void, the echoes of anguish and hopes that fluctuate between confidence and question
Caught in the in between
Trying to find a sense of home in a world that I don’t belong
Hungry is my exile heart, banished by sabotaged and betrayed affections
As I oscillate between...
Am I the blessing or the curse
Weary in the valley
Lost for the temporal beauty of the shadow
Trying to find the words to say it all
Make sense of it and find my peace again
I write letters in a perpetual state of transition
Shouting into the void, the echoes of anguish and hopes that fluctuate between confidence and question
Caught in the in between
Trying to find a sense of home in a world that I don’t belong
Hungry is my exile heart, banished by sabotaged and betrayed affections
As I oscillate between...
#addiction
#cancer
#Christian
#mother
#sadness
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LIKE LACTOSE LAVA FLOW (11-9-1995; Galveston Island, Texas)
wordz circle
wordz spiral
in thermal helixez
like spiraling d n a
as they drift and fall out
of mind z sky z
in a sudden spontaneous
gushing release
of incontinent subliminal wordz
in theze frequent language spillz
az iz the case
in this one here
like lactoze lava flow
like the black ink buzzardz they are
opportunistically scavenging themzelvez
and anything else
they can sink their insatiable
lettered teeth into
az an effectively therapeutic
survival strategic devize
to pick my life...
wordz spiral
in thermal helixez
like spiraling d n a
as they drift and fall out
of mind z sky z
in a sudden spontaneous
gushing release
of incontinent subliminal wordz
in theze frequent language spillz
az iz the case
in this one here
like lactoze lava flow
like the black ink buzzardz they are
opportunistically scavenging themzelvez
and anything else
they can sink their insatiable
lettered teeth into
az an effectively therapeutic
survival strategic devize
to pick my life...
#cancer
#fate
#PTSD
#rebirth
#spiritual
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The Cycling Self
There is an
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
emptiness
that never
seems to…
empty…
itself
No matter
the groups
or therapies
encountered
to relieve
A pain
Always present
in some niggling
manner I loathe
because
I thought
I conquered it
Finding peace
in nature
and gratitude
amongst loved ones
can ease
the burden
of this…
Cross
BUT
It’s ever present
and always
carried
on my
Left
shoulder
...
#betrayal
#cancer
#marriage #WritingPoetry
#marriage #WritingPoetry
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YOU HAVE TO KEEP ON PUSHING
From the deepness of my own life to the very, trials and tribulation, that I had to and still have to deal with in this life. I've learned to take it one day at a time.⌚ For no matter what I have to go through, there are yet somethings that will change me, in ways that I couldn't even imagine. But yet as we exchange the deepness of our own thoughts, that journey and travel and walk will seem like the longest walk, I've done in my lifetime. But yet I must understand that there, will be challenges that will test my strength, and my courage to go through the process of the hurt and pain...
#cancer
#illness
#MentalHealth
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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The Curious Crab Man
In a world of men who walk so straight
there’s one who sidesteps, never waits.
With a shell so tough yet heart of wonders,
he’s the curious charming Crab Man.
He scuttles through life with a sideways dance,
in tidal pools, he loves to fence.
With pincers sharp and eyes that gleam,
he’s more than just a seaside being.
His stories are of ocean’s weep,
of treasures found and secrets deep.
He knows the waves, the moonlit tides,
in his crabby ways, true wisdom hides.
He’s patiently waiting for the tide,
with a calm...
there’s one who sidesteps, never waits.
With a shell so tough yet heart of wonders,
he’s the curious charming Crab Man.
He scuttles through life with a sideways dance,
in tidal pools, he loves to fence.
With pincers sharp and eyes that gleam,
he’s more than just a seaside being.
His stories are of ocean’s weep,
of treasures found and secrets deep.
He knows the waves, the moonlit tides,
in his crabby ways, true wisdom hides.
He’s patiently waiting for the tide,
with a calm...
#astrology
#beach
#cancer
#moon
#sea
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Last Sex
Her doctor looked at us both after Susan whispered the question. “Yes, you can still be intimate together. But think of life in terms of weeks from this point on. Treasure each moment.”
Susan looked at me with redness in her eyes. I felt like crying but didn’t.
We acted on the doctor’s orders that very night. Our bedroom was silent except for our breaths, mingling in this space that was ours alone for the last three years. As we made love, it was gentle, a whisper of what we once had. Her eyes were closed.
I placed myself over her carefully and tenderly...
Susan looked at me with redness in her eyes. I felt like crying but didn’t.
We acted on the doctor’s orders that very night. Our bedroom was silent except for our breaths, mingling in this space that was ours alone for the last three years. As we made love, it was gentle, a whisper of what we once had. Her eyes were closed.
I placed myself over her carefully and tenderly...
#cancer
#illness
#sex
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Hydrangeas
She was a good wife
Married for over 40 years
She was warm, considerate and always willing & able to help someone
Her talent was making beautiful, colorful gardens all around her property
She also donated her time to the arboretum
This year things have been different for her
She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer
Her ability to work on the yard and create beautiful, majestic gardens have been impossible
She's very ill
She can't maneuver like she use to
Her husband doesn't have a green thumb
For the 1st time in over 40 years,...
Married for over 40 years
She was warm, considerate and always willing & able to help someone
Her talent was making beautiful, colorful gardens all around her property
She also donated her time to the arboretum
This year things have been different for her
She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer
Her ability to work on the yard and create beautiful, majestic gardens have been impossible
She's very ill
She can't maneuver like she use to
Her husband doesn't have a green thumb
For the 1st time in over 40 years,...
#cancer
#flowers
#illness
#rebirth
#wife
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TIME FLIES AS DO I (11-9-1995; Galveston Island, Texas)
it seems
the later i stay up
each night
the faster time
flys by
insomnia slings me
again and again
centrifugally
like a nocturnal throw of the dice
through a lopsided
elliptical orbit
increasingly further
around and beyond
all common sense and logic
beyond sleep s central
restorative processing experience
into the alchemical digestive enzymes
of tomorrow morning s
now fast approaching
first light
as i sail through these dark slippery...
the later i stay up
each night
the faster time
flys by
insomnia slings me
again and again
centrifugally
like a nocturnal throw of the dice
through a lopsided
elliptical orbit
increasingly further
around and beyond
all common sense and logic
beyond sleep s central
restorative processing experience
into the alchemical digestive enzymes
of tomorrow morning s
now fast approaching
first light
as i sail through these dark slippery...
#spiritual
#insomnia
#healing
#disability
#cancer
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PORCH CHIMES THINKING (4-3-1990; North Park, San Diego, California)
i listen to the porch chimes clinking
as a hearty spring wind plays them today
warm and steady
the wind massages everything
as the sun s heat
increases the circulation in all of life around me
stimulating animation in birds bugs and leaves
yet here i sit on couch in shade
perpetually ill for so long now it seems
obsessed with my gradually
ever increasingly fading away
too weak to bear the touch of sun these days
i sit here in fever in fear
sixth day
persistently unravelling ever further still
with all my incessant...
as a hearty spring wind plays them today
warm and steady
the wind massages everything
as the sun s heat
increases the circulation in all of life around me
stimulating animation in birds bugs and leaves
yet here i sit on couch in shade
perpetually ill for so long now it seems
obsessed with my gradually
ever increasingly fading away
too weak to bear the touch of sun these days
i sit here in fever in fear
sixth day
persistently unravelling ever further still
with all my incessant...
#anxiety
#depression
#illness
#disability
#cancer
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DU Poetry : Poems About Cancer Seeking Honest Critique