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| Have Faith.............
Posted: 1/30/2008 8:54:35 PM | I wrote this poem in my thread Free At Last 10/31/2007 hope it can be of some help
I'am uncaged
from your horrifying rage
free at last
from the evil you cast
free to start anew
to enjoy all the things I use to do
free to laugh free to sing
walk for miles not caring if the blisters sting
free at last from the evil you cast
my heart and soul set free
to recapture all of life's beauty yearning for me to see
reach to the sky
my hopes are high
tears of delight
content free from fright
sleep like a baby undisturbed by fears
I'am alive again
never having to pretend
no more hiding behind a mask
free at last
poetlover59
*Donated to the Poets Cancer project
Jan 30th/08 | |
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| Cradled in the arms of love
Posted: 1/30/2008 11:00:01 PM | Cradled in the arms of love
angels watch from above
sending strength to fight
surrounding you in light
sunrise to wash out the pain
sunset to rest once again
clouds of white spun dreams
held aloft by bright moon beams
stars to guide in the night
sparkling in dusks twilight
by peaceful slumber repose
in sweet fragrance of the rose
to fairy lands magic place
where butterflies float in grace
colors on wings of every hue
shining down surrounding you
follow in a musical dance
for with unicorns you prance
fly now to where angels tend
helping your body to mend
look for that rainbow
wake in tomorrow
where the impossible
will become possible
wish on a star bright
to never lose that sight
sings the angels above
you will be
all you see
cradled in the arms of love
*Donated to the Poets Cancer project
01/31/08 | |
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| Have Faith.............
Posted: 1/31/2008 2:00:31 AM | | jan ,I send you all the love my heart and soul holds,A rainbow of love will always connect you with your beloved little imp,now and in the far distant future//jeanie | |
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| Have Faith.............
Posted: 1/31/2008 3:14:57 AM | MY BUTTERFLY
Dance little butterfly dance,
youre ethearal beauty does the world enhanse,
youre flirtatous flight does the eye behold,
As you twist and twirl in sunlight so gold,
if only I! could dance my life with a spirit so bold,
Youre mother natures true love story being told,
my heart with you soars to great heights,
You dont have to be told youre one of natures delights,
With courage you fly in the face of adversity,
You know you have a date to be kept with destiny,
Dance my little butterfly dance,
My world you have just enhansed!
by jeanie //donated to cancer poems in memory of my darling Joan who paints the sunrises and sunsets for me,her last words to me were I truelly truelly love you will live within me for ever//
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 6:18:02 AM | "Can they catch it?"
Yeah, I go to see a specialist next week.
"So how is everything else"
"Grandkids?"
Everyone's fine, We were over there earlier, got your message.
Just walked in the door.
"Heard you lost a lot of weight?"
No, that's just Sharron. I've been trying to lose weight for two years.
So, you're home alright, right? No missing pieces?
"Yeah, I'm all here. "
"Just got a new picture, of the baby today." "Give me your email, and I'll send it to you."
Yeah sure, here.
"ok, I'll get that right out, if your alright I'll talk to you in a few days"
Alright, Love ya talk you then.
"Hey Uncle Paul, How's everything going?"
Good, I go to a specialist this week.
"Hi Mom, how are you"
I'm good. The Dr said they could keep him comfortable, that's all.
Received the call two days later, while driving home.
Donated, if you can use it. | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 8:01:13 AM | The first few days are the hardest
coming to the realization that you
are not as invincible as you thought.
Your will to fight begins to build
as you adapt, to the new limitations
dictated by the disease you have caught.
Regret and self pity take their hold
when you finally get over the initial shock
and begin to face the difficult days ahead.
Frustration looms nearby, waiting
for an opportunity to steal your drive
and to settle for good in your head.
So many questions that you can't answer
make you wonder forever, why
were you the one that was attacked?
With your life shooting straight upwards
and so much hard work near fruition
you were finally getting things on track.
You remember the stories that you heard
about the sadness that affects others
and the way it hits with no warning.
The healthiest of people, that unjustly
go to sleep in remarkable condition
but never wake up in the morning.
Time can play tricks on your resolve
though you have promised yourself
that you won't give in without a fight.
If you settle into any acceptance
of your disease, being what must be
you will wander helplessly into the night
Days, months and long lost years
will pass before you so fast
that you may lose the will to try
Anger and futility will boil away
inside of you, leaving you cold
and awaiting the day you will die.
Take it from one who knows
and has lived the torment you feel
you are not alone in your pain.
I was one of those stricken unjustly
and one who had given up on my dreams
but I have finally risen again.
Try to see this terrible disease
as a challenge laid down before you
though the underdog, be determined to win.
Live each day for the moment
and don't fall into any sad routines
that allow the complacency to root in.
You are the same person as before
though you may have to adapt to the change
accept it and thank God every day.
You are still alive and though limited
if you keep a positive attitude
you will find that things go your way!
DR | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 8:15:04 AM | Colour me red
for my heart beat
it beats it's rhythm for you
Colour me yellow
for the suns heat
it warms me like you do
Colour me blue
like the swirling ocean
and your beautiful eyes
Colour me green
my intense devotion
drives me crazy at times
Colour me black
when I close my eyes
I hold you tightly in my bed
Colour me grey
in the morning light
I wake up alone instead
Colour me white
the dress I plan
to someday see you wear
Colour me blonde
holding in my hands
your lovely silken hair
Colour me pink
I want you so much
I need to feel your love
Colour me orange
for my fiery touch
you will never have enough
Colour me all of the colours of the rainbow
Colour my life with your sweet love, babe
I will colour you with the only thing I know
I will share with you my love every day.
DR | |
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Posted: 1/31/2008 11:18:13 AM | I wrote this poem and read it at my Father's Funeral January 11/99
My fondest memories of my father,
are like treasures locked within my soul,
His gentleness,unselfishness,caring and love,
I will hold onto and remember and never let go.
He brought laughter to so many people,
and was always there to lend a helping hand,
Thats who my father was a genuine caring man.
I'am so proud to be your daughter,
you've taught me so many good things throughout the many years.
Dad it's going to be so hard to let go,
but I know that your spirit will always be near.
Rest in peace my dear sweet father,
The Lord has come to take you home.
To be with other loved ones,
who have been waiting for you for so long.
Until God calls upon me,
I have these beautiful memories of you.
I know you will be waiting for me in heaven,
when my time on this earth is through.
And then we will be reunited,
and I will see your loving face once more.
Then we will be together forever,
in heaven with our Saviour our Lord.
I Love You Dad With All Of My Heart And Soul Always
In memory of my dear precious Dad Frank George Perham my everything
Poetlover59
*Donated to the Poets Cancer project
Jan 31th/08 | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 2:47:38 PM | Very touching Poetlover
How nice of you to share it with the thread
When the person is gone, and all that is left are words and memories
they are more valuable than anything on this earth..
A priceless gift to us all...Thank you
DR | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 4:24:58 PM | Seeing some great poetry on this thread!! glad to see that poetry still lives!! Here is my contribution:
Winter Innocence
Carefree and worriless
are the children outside
my window
pups in the twilight cold
Clouds of warm white breath
dance from noses and mouths
as they waddle like penguins
in too much clothing
Exploring and creating
they leave impish footsteps
and heavenly impressions
in swirling sparkling powder
like sacrifices
to the childgods of innocence | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 4:42:36 PM | *Many fight with CourRAGE*
many *hide* behind the pain
creating devestation
silent to grieve alone
Family friends silent unknowning
What to say,what to think
Fear a feeling part of every day
Celestialheart YOU have ....
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 1/31/2008 6:24:36 PM | Living, Loving and Laughing with my Angel
As the candles stand so perfect
their flame is flicker free.
I know that there shines a spirit
watching down over me.
As he takes his last breath
and I hold him oh so tight.
I wonder if this pain has just began tonight.
People all around us.
No one making sounds.
His lifeless body in my arms
his golden heart no longer pounds.
Tears cascading down my face.
His soul is passing through...
I can feel the warmth of our love
and now I know it's true !
Cancer Angels never die,
their fight is not in vain !
Because the soul is so much stronger
it conquers all the pain .
*Donated to the Poet's Cancer project
LLL Sky~ in loving memory of Tony 1/11/95~
And I would love to help get it going guys !!! | |
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| Diehard Romantic
Posted: 1/31/2008 9:08:37 PM | Unfortunately somebody has tried to discredit Diehard Romantic and they have changed his profile to a rather unpleasant one. His posts are now under Waiting 4 a Woman, but he wants everyone to know that it is not his posts or profile.
Update .... the person has just now contacted Diehard Romantic and said that it was a mistake. Or maybe the person just doesn't want to get booted off POF for nasty games.
Anyway, the real Diehard Romantic is alive and well and appreciates all of your contributions to the post, so keep them coming! | |
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| We too are the victims of this onslaught.
Posted: 2/1/2008 2:33:26 AM | I dedicate this ramble to "Mandrake" and his sister Sharon. only the strength of such obvious love, will get you through this my Brother. Stay strong! for many of these battles are winnable.
"Like a pall, it engulfs me" ( donated to the "poets for cancer project" )
There we sit, me holding her hand, small and clammy
Dr George, looking me right in the eye, but talking to her
"Don't like the look of this you guys, from a pea to an egg, in just three days"
"So when you gonna go in for a look-see'?
"Tomorrow"
"Holy shit"!
Downstairs now, coffee on it's way
Again holding her little hand, across the table
No words were coming, but the tears were beating me
"What's the matter Honey"? she looks so concerned for me
"For the first time, I cannot help you!, My wand won't work for this"
And later back home, some brave, fightin' words having been said on the journey
There we sit, she , staring at the TV
Me, with my mind in the twilight zone
Dishes still on the table, supper as good as ever, but it sucked!
I"am anal about dishes, get em done!
Nearly ten O'clock, and the phone goes, she picks it up
"uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh" she's starting to vibrate
Rocking to and fro now, "biopsy says positive".
I stand there, as her head lowers into her hands. "think man, think"!
Up she gets! that look, I know all too well
On goes the coat, and she's out the door.
At the window now, watching her, in her moment of torment
"Do I go, or do I stay", "no leave her be, this is her way
I can hear her screaming at him, glad it's not me
An hour later, a different look in her eye
Another one, that I know, all too well
And now, it begins.
"Jeeze Doc, that was quick, how'd it go"?
"Not bad, sure I got it all, took a bunch of nodes while I was there"
"Chemo, radiation, and all that stuff, should see this off"
"You can take her home in a few hours, I'll see her in two days"
Well now, I have a lot of faith in George, and I'am comforted
If he says she's good to go, then that's how it is!
And so, as it turns out, I'am not a bad nurse
Changing her dressings the way the nurse showed me
Draining her wound, cleaning her port, easy!
But that cancer clinic, that was something else!
So many people! how big is this bloody thing?
On first name terms with most of the staff, patients too!
Same old routine week in - week out, but it's OK
Her Oncologist and his team were a super bunch
And I was always challenging them, as a well read person would
Being in the know, is half the battle, blessed are the ignorant
And now, some two years later, the dust is settling
All tests are showing no signs of return, Thank God!
Some nerve damage, Odema and stuff, damned chemicals!
She still roams the planet, with a different look in her eye
One that I don't know all that well.
Looking back, the saddest moment of them all
She asked me to shave away her gorgeous main
As over three foot of fabulous blonde hit the floor
I was chocked, almost to a convulsion
I still have the pictures, before and after
I like to look at them from time to time, before and after.
Sadly, we are no longer together, too many differences
But I love her so, cow that she can be at times!
It certainly left it's wicked mark on her, but she's strong
This is a road I have traveled several times, and will probably do it again
We are all victims, touched by the devil himself
A little reminder, that no-one is exempt
Her name is Dana, and I love her so.................... | |
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| There is a little "Cohen" in us all...........
Posted: 2/1/2008 3:35:03 AM | Dedicated to all Oncologists, surgeons, and the many brave warriors, who take on the dragon.
This is actually the lyrics of a song, which is part of a published effort to raise funds for the battle against cancer.
"Take no prisoners"!
This story I tell, is somewhat belated
It started the day, that I was mutated
The mandate was clear, as clear as a bell
Take this body, and deliver it to hell
Chorus:
Well, I started as an army of one
We came with satan's blessing
Take no prisoners!, take no prisoners!
With mankind we are a'messin'
To get up to strength, for us was no trouble
All we need do, is double and double
The objective today, is to form our mass
Find our location, be a pain in the ass
Work harder me lads! commit'in this crime
The enemy will come, and all in good time
For we have to spread, and fill 'em wi' dread
And on top o'that, we'll mess wi' his head
The organ we chose now being invaded
We're being cleared out, our mission evaded
What onslaught is this?, is this our induction?
Now awash in chemo, weapon of destruction
So dormant we lay, await'in our sequel
Will we ever succeed, get'n this body to hell?
Not as long as they fight, with all of their might
For we are the evil, and they are the right
Donated to the "poets for cancer project" | |
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| Food for Thought...........
Posted: 2/1/2008 4:47:03 AM | No One living without this fight
will be able to understand
where the strength can from within
tasting the pain of loss
life is the cost
don't quit
fight with all your might
you've gotten this far
reach to grasp that twinkl'n star
it will help you get through all this pain
Be Strong, Live Strong!!
*Donated to the Poets Cancer Project
Mary
2-1-08 | |
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| There is a little Cohen in us all...........
Posted: 2/1/2008 4:52:20 AM | Five foot two
taking the world by storm
blue eyes capable of seeing through
anything
hearing her wonderful voice
tell me
they say...i've got cancer
but i'm going to beat it
tearing through treatments
one by one
fighting a valiant beautiful fight
wigs, shaved
every style covered
never a complaint
never without a smile
a retired teacher
loved by all of her kids
prayers on angel's wings
she taught me to believe
in every area
to fight like hell
to race against time
to have no fear
Beautiful soul
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Posted: 2/1/2008 6:50:19 AM | Hi Mary,
I read it...Hopefully I will be unblocked soon :)
OP...
Great job...keep it up !
Maybe the Moderators do not want us doing this ?
Has anybody inquired ???
Just a thought !!!
LLL
Sky | |
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Posted: 2/1/2008 9:25:13 AM | hi i posted this on another forum and was asked to post my wirting here too, so here we go
Ballard of a Broken Heart
See I told you,
You are my mirror image
you feel what I feel, See what I see,
You reflect my image
you are my mirror image
Even though we're far apart
and you can't see my face
you know how I feel
you know all the right things so say
we are one in the same
you are my mirror image
Though we are not together you are always in my
heart,
Your face in my mind I can see,
In my dreams you will always be.
I dream of times we spent together
How happy we once were
and now my dreams are filled with pain n sorrow
And how you walked out my life
My heart breaks every time I see you smile
I wake up still dreaming in my room I see you
Looking at me in that way only you could
I yearn to hold you again to kiss you again
To be with you if only for a minute there
would be nothing I wouldn’t give.
I love you. | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 2/1/2008 9:26:02 AM | The sun is sets low in the west; the farewell song is over,
We are separating.
Leaning on the sandalwood oar I gaze at the water, far away, the sky , far away the loved one far away.
Since you left, I know not whether you are far or near,
I only know the colours of nature have paled
And my heart is pent-up with infinite yearnings.
Leaning upon the single pillow,
I try to conjure up the land of dreams
Where I may seek for you.
Alas! No dreams come, only the dim
Lamplight fuses with the shadows.
My boat glides down the tranquil river,
Beyond the orchard which borders the bank.
I leave you my poems.
Read them.
When the silence of the world possesses you,
Or when you are fretted with disquiet.
In order to go rowing in our boat we have waited
For the setting of the sun.
A slight breeze ripples the blue surface
And stirs the water lilies.
Along the banks,
Where the cherry blossoms fall like rain.
We watch a glimpse of strolling lovers.
Fierce desire pulls me
I yearn to tell them of passion.
Alas, my boat floats away
At the mercy of the moving current
My heart looks back in sadness.
Two swallows, and two swallows,
Always swallows fly in couples.
When they see a tower of jade
Or a lacquered pavilion,
One never perches there without the other,
When they find a balustrade of marble
Or a gilded window,
They never separate.
Rapidly my boat is gliding down the river,
Under a cloud-strewn sky.
I look into the water
Its as clear as night
When the clouds float past the moon,
I see them floating in the river,
And I feel as though I were rowing in the sky
I think of my beloved mirrored in my heart | |
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| Food for thought......
Posted: 2/1/2008 9:27:16 AM | Ten minutes to midnight
Ten minutes to midnight and your night is almost over
The moon is high in the sky, reflected in the sea before us
The fire which we sat around looking in to each others eyes
Is almost out the burning embers illuminated and silhouetted your face
You looked amazing, your eyes burned deep inside, l lost my self forever in them.
Alas we can not stay here forever.
Its ten minutes to midnight as we walk along the shore the sea lapping
At your feet, I could die happy in this moment, there is no one but us here
And no one else that matters, we have no worries, we are in the moment
But time passes in the wink of an eye and as soon as we sat down together at the begging of the day the night had come and now its tem minutes to midnight.
As we walk we laugh at the things we did and saw today in the greatest day we have ever had, like the dog that soaked us getting out the sea or when I feel over dragging you down with me, we laugh we smile then we embrace nothing could spoil this moment bar the rising sun which is now starting to show above the horizon we embraced for so long we noticed not the passing of time and now a new day begins.
We sit and watch the rising sun and feel the gradual warmth which comes to us in waves from the rising sun, a new day is upon now with all the wonder and promise it brings with every day with you.
We had our night, it’s no longer ten minutes to midnight but I will always remember that time, our time together,
But now it’s a new day and I look forward to ever moment I get to spend with you,
I love you, I need you, together we shall never part. | |
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