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Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013

I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over

Sabrina Niday Hansel

Placed 1st in "Unsung Hero" 7/2014 contest
Also 3rd. in "Portrait of a Poet" 1/2014 

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel

Details | ABC | |

ABC World's Famous Scientists In History

A  is for Anton van Leeuwenhoek- in his simple  microscope made him well-known,
B is for Benjamin Franklin who invented  the electricity  from the flow of electrons.

C is for Curie, Marie -a woman   known by her theory of radioactivity,
D is for Dalton ,John -a meteorologist who developed an atomic theory.

E is for Einstein, Albert in his theory of relativity  and mass-energy equivalence,
F is for Franz Boaz  who studied human cultures  through methods of science.

G is for Galieleo Galilei who worked also on telescope as astronomer and physicist,
H is for Heingrich Hertz who worked on the theory of lights and waves  as scientist.

I is for Isaac Newton who discovered the law of motion and gravitation,
J is for John Logie Baird who invented one of our favorites, the television.

K is for Karlheinz Brandenburg  who discovered MP3 tech for  our music that pleases,
L is for Louie Pasteur worked on microbiology for causes and prevention of diseases.

M is for Michael Faraday who had successfully   invented an electric motor,
N is for Neils Bohr who passed the milestone of the discovery of atomic structure.

O is for Orville Wright , a scientist who successfully invented an airplane,
P is for Paul Ehrlich who discovered chemotherapy for a cancer patient.

Q is for Quantum Cosmology by a scientist named Hawking, Stephen,
R is for Rudolf Virchow, a scientist who worked on the cell doctrine.

S is for Sigmund Freud who founded the Psychology of Unconsciousness,
T is for Thomas Edison whose invention on an electric bulb was a real success.

U is for Universal Law of Gravitation  and Motion founded by Isaac Newton, 
V is for Verbiest, Ferdinand-known on first car as his successful  invention.

W is for William Thomson, an inventor of  Temperature Scale for everyone,
X is for X-ray invented by a scientist named Wilhelm Conrad Rontgen.

Y is forYoung Philosopher like Aristotle, a student of Plato at age of eighteen,
Z is for Zoologist  who studied marine invertebrates like Charles Darwin.

Knowing some  of the world’s famous scientists and their inventions,
Make us smart children with all the agility of mind to take part  in  creations.

Feb. 10, 2013

This chain of couplets was also composed for a wall post in our science rm/lab for the kids to easily memorize or familiarize with some of  the world’s famous scientists and philosophers in history.  I also wish to thank my dearest friend, Andrea who encouraged me to write an ABC poem like this. Huh! It made me sweat a bit! ;))

Fourth Place
Contest: Z is for Zaria: An ABC Couplet
Judged: 4/16/2013
Sponsor; Poet Cyndi Macmillan

Copyright © Leonora Galinta

Details | I do not know? | |

The Lucky One

It came to me once before
I said please I want no more
But it came to me twice
Please go away it would be nice
All the chaos and distress
My life was surely a mess
I said I can beat you this time
My life would just be fine
Then you came a second time
There was no reason or rhyme
The second time they were wrong
Time was eternity it took so long
The cancer did not come back to me
I was one of the lucky ones you see
Some people do not have that fate
They find cancer and it's way to late

Copyright © Phyllis Babcock

Details | Lyric | |

An Ordinary Man

I want to be inspired to write
    a song people really want to sing;
I want to be inspired to compose
    a requiem for the King;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at writing poems
            that have no homes.

I want to be inspired to find
    a cure for this cancer thing;
I want to be inspired to reach
    out for the golden ring;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at getting by
            with the good old college try.

I want to be inspired to lead
    a revolutionary coup;
I want to be inspired to be
    the best at everything I do;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        to make ends meet
            and not live on the street.

I have the motivation;
I’ll put in the perspiration;
I can give it concentration;
But, I lack the inspiration;

Inspire me.
What will it take to inspire me?

I want to be inspired to write
    a song people really want to sing;
I want to be inspired to compose
    a requiem for the King;
But, I’m just an ordinary man
    doing the best I can
        at writing poems
            that have no homes.

Copyright © Joe Flach

Details | Monorhyme | |

Hit Me With Your Best Shot

C'mon you ole devil, take your best shot!
You kidding? That's it? Is that all you got?
I know where I'M going; He's saved me a spot
I'll warn you once more in case you forgot
You're messing with one of God's children

I'm CHOSEN, you see and that is my role
You WILL NOT BEAT ME if that is your goal
You may take my body but can't touch my soul
Go back and gnaw in your fiery red hole!
You're messing with one of God's children

I'm STRONG from the trials that I have been through
The fears and the tears from paying what's due
I've felt His wrath and His grace and love too
I've seem much tougher than the likes of you!
You're messing with one of God's children

I'm bald as a baby's naked behind
My chest is a wreck but you won't hear ME whine!
My looks ain't the book on how I'm defined
You might wanna bear this thought in your mind
You're messing with one of God's children

Go bug someone else you think you might scare!
Someday I'll sit back in my rocking chair
With those who I love, laughing at despair
If not, that's okay, I'm in my Lord’s care
You're messing with one of God's children

Submitted for: Casarah’s ‘Triple Threat’ contest

*This is a re-titled, edited and extended version of a poem I posted 6 years ago after my daughter Crissy's double mastectomy and is dedicated to her. She's cancer free...Still kickin' ass and taking names!
**This is also a poetry form which I THINK is my own called “Mono Plus One”...Each verse contains five lines, the first 4 being monorhymes and the last unrhymed while keeping the same meter  

Copyright © Tim Ryerson

Details | Rhyme | |

The Truth

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.

Copyright © mike dailey

Details | Free verse | |

Devil Disguised As Cancer

You try to lead a auspicious life,
Trying your best to mirror Christ,
Well done my faithful servant is the remark you want for your fight,
Church is your Paradise, 
Everyone thinks you are swell,
You have the faith of a mustard seed like Jonah inside of the whale,
Suddenly out the blue rapid pains invade your body,
Oh Lord I trust in you,
My faith will never disembody,
Until one day you give in to pain and frantically need a answer,
The doctor sheds a tear,
I'm sorry but you have cancer,
Stage 4,
Now you are in your last days , 
This is not a phase,
Your days are blue even in the mist of sun rays..
Your family is in a rage over this information,
Hopeless despair engaged like a Jew in concentration,
Separated from humanity equals abrupt insanity,
Cancer can be depressing,
Chemo is very stressing,
Fatigue forbids you from assessing your blessings,
I know its very difficult ,
Just hold on and continue to pray,
Because at the end of the day, 
God has the last say...

Copyright © Jesse Pickens

Details | Free verse | |

Soul Ties

Soul ties are tight like crazy glue.Who could ever get through?Stuck twisted,and  
bonded,can't really hide it.
Soul ties:listening to the continuous lies and the fake alibis underneath that dark 
Soul ties are so deep that they cause me to creep.Making me feel so cheap 
inside where the Holy Ghost can't abide.Because there is so much sin inside of 
me,causing my maker to turn away due to the sin I've created that burdens Him  
Soul ties are like cancer that will cause you not to answer the call of the parakleet.
Come and be restored.Take the mindset to be free and walk into God's liberty.
Soul ties can make or breaker you.A soul tie with our maker is burden-lifter and a 
yoke breaker;the finisher of all my fights with much delight.I don't have to fight 
A soul tie can make or break you .Which one will you choose?Or will you continue 
to abuse the soul and unite with savages that cannot make you whole? 
Continuing the cycles of twists and turns and down in  hell where the(flesh) will 
Soul ties:which tie will you take?Jesus is on His way.Get it right today  without  
delay.Release the sin today so you can be on your way.
Soul ties:which one will you choose?Today,again, I say Jesus is coming any 
day.Choose to connect with Jesus.He'll lead the way.
Soul ties: which one will you choose?With Jesus you can't lose.
Soul tie with Him today!

Copyright © Crystal Seals

Details | Epic | |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel

Details | Lyric | |

Fighting Cancer

Every day I am fighting cancer I'm stronger then it and can process faster.  It's funny to me how it works but I am going to show it defeat.  It can knock me down and hurt me but I will always be standing on both of my feet.

I can live with it or without it. It doesn't matter to me.  Hopes and dreams, sun's and breeze, night and day laugh with play I can live for another day.  I can show cancer I will be a winner, so it better out of my way.  Because I am going to be the one to be fantastic, just like a beautiful sunny day.

I feel sick and my bones feel weak as sticks.  But my heart is nice and strong like a stone, I have a family that loves me at home, so I know I am not alone through the struggle I am facing.  I am fighting cancer and it is kind of risky.  But I will win this fight and I will be able to sleep in peace and silence tonight.

It's a challenge though I guess it's just hard times in Idaho or all the world and that's intense.  This cancer thing just makes no sense.  But I can be stronger and get along and hopefully live longer. This is my story and hopefully it doesn't end out wrong.  And thanks to those who show me love.

I have a dream but every day that I breath it seems to extreme.  I have courage, power, and one day I will rise higher than a tower.  I am just a little girl who is whiter and more precious than a real pearl.  I am fighting cancer and I am trying to run faster so I can win and have cancer lost in the wind.  This is my dream and hopefully I will win. . . 

"This is a poem for a special friend of mine and her daughter has cancer God bless her and save her"

Copyright © Carlos Reyes

Details | Couplet | |

The Drug of Jealousy

Jealousy could be as harmful as a drug...
It chases away all that's close without a hug...

It's an addiction that tears apart all that's good...
A self inflicted wound that spreads like only cancer could...

When life is going well those feelings rain in like a storm...
And it's easier to to get washed away then stand tall in form...

Trust and love are words thrown around like chips on a table...
But to live them and really feel them, only a strong person is able...

This is dedicated to my past where I climbed up from at last...
If this mirrors your ways then read and learn, you touch the 
jealousy flame you will get burned...

By Michael J Falotico

Copyright © Michael J. Falotico

Details | Rhyme | |

Time to Go in loving memory of my mother

My mom was a strong woman, and stubborn too,
Yet she had a soft side, between me and you.
That side she would show, when you least expected,
But let me tell you, she was well respected.

Mom was quite unique, and was one of a kind,
She was set in her ways, so keep that in mind.
The youngest of nine, she had gotten her way,
Spoiled by her siblings’, almost every day.

Right out of high school, she had married my dad,
Blessed with three children, plus fifty years they had.
They both were hard workers, in all that they did,
My dad taught himself, from when he was a kid.

My mom was a smoker, for forty-six years,
Some day it would happen, she’d face all her fears.
Lung cancer she had, and inoperable too,
Her time on this earth, would be shortened we knew.

Radiation and Chemo, had done their thing,
Remission set in, tears of joy it did bring.
We would go out at night, to shop and to talk,
I knew she enjoyed, getting out for a walk.

Two years had gone by, after Thanksgiving Day,
Her pain had returned, but was afraid to say.
She’d lie on the couch; it was strength she did lack,
We knew in our hearts, that the cancer came back.

We shared lots of laughter, but many a tear,
I tried to assure her, she’d nothing to fear.
“Please watch over your dad, this one thing I ask.”
“I know it will be, quite a difficult task.”

One morning in March, Hospice called us to say,
You may want to come, for she’s slipping away.
For the night before, mom told me to stay home,
“Be there for your kids, you can call me by phone.”

When we all arrived, for a moment she woke,
Her eyes said it all, not a word had she spoke.
We stayed by her bedside, just holding her hand,
“It’s time to let go mom, we all understand”.

A few days had passed, not ready to let go,
For it had been raining, but letting up slow.
The sun began shining, the clouds disappeared,
Opening the heavens, for mom’s time has neared.

We gathered together, her forehead we kissed,
Whispering so softly, how much she’d be missed.
“Your time has arrived mom, just follow the light”,
She left us so peaceful, she gave up her fight.

It was time to drive home, in the car we got,
Then something had happened, while leaving the lot.
Huge drops of rain falling, it had to be fate.
They were tears of joy; she was at heaven’s gate.

Copyright © Kelly Zakerski

Details | Free verse | |

West Side Story, My Brothers, Mother and Me

I cried for them this afternoon
Knew them since the matinee started
Saw them fall in love
At first sight, the world stopped
Everything was silent at the sight of it
They looked and were lovers
Later that day on their knees
Repeating vows that till today
They saw only in throw away plays
I cried for them, their lost love
But not for mother whose long life ended
By the Yankee Sluggers creeping disease
What was there to cry about?
As the blue ice calved from glacier slabs
Creased iron plates, made orphans, widows
And most aboard but not me or my mother
Or the yet unborn twice told tale
Tony was told she died, frantic with fear
He called out for her but got Chino instead
Saw her running to him, delirious with fear and joy
He got a bullet instead, tearing threw his back
Breaking his heart in half he fell into her arms
She covered his face with kisses and tears
And I too wept again for what could have been
What should have been for mother, died without my tears                                   
For I knew not how to give!
Instead to those I gave tears so freely
But I knew them since the matinee started
Who cried for my three brothers
Charley, like Marley dragged his chains around
And spent a life time sawing them off, Michael who fell
From heaven one day, curly hair and welcoming smile
Orphaned by mother who just gave him away
Brain dead one day in June, the rest followed six months to the day
Brother Tom, large lonesome eyes never saw what the world wondered.                             Water boarded at age five, he left and never returned
Last month got cancer and died exactly one month later.
I cried today for the matinee lovers,
When I should have cried for them. 


Copyright © James Gibbons

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Day the Doctor Told Me

On the day
When the doctor told me 
My whole heart crushed 
Melting like snow in summertime
Leaving me to wonder 
Was this moment 
My realty 
A fantasy 
Cause even though I don’t go to church 
Every Sunday 
I knew God wouldn’t plague me 
With a curse such as this 
I was too young to die 
Carry an illness which could 
Define me 
Would I make it 
Is there a cure 
Cause the way he was telling me 
My diagnosis and deterioration 
I wasn’t so sure 
So instead of making this a life sentence 
My death penalty 
I chose to live another day 
Not allowing this moment to end my dignity
I knew my life wasn’t destined to end this way 

The day the doctor told me 
I was a victim to Cancer
I gave the message to God 
Allowing him to solve the problem
Provide the answer
Only he could to clear my vision 
Cause at this time
Everything was a blur
I couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop 
I knew he wasn’t done with me yet
I wasn’t ready to throw in the towel 
Take a seat, swivel away
Let my coffin bow down a whole 6 feet

The day the doctor told me 
Not only did I take heed to what he said
I believed in what wasn’t note
Understanding I had a chance 
It wouldn’t be circumstances
Used to close the book to my story 
But the reason to live and be loved 
To achieve all I ever dreamed of 

The day the doctor told me 
I had Cancer 
I simply replied, “No, I do not” 
I have life 
A life not complete, nor finished 
And after 7 years of living 
I am wiser, smarter, healthier and determined 
Not to let this Cancer make me a victim 
But claim my place in David’s army
Nothing will happen to he who believes
And guess what
I’m a Survivor, I’m Here, and until My God is ready
I am not going anywhere!!!!!


Copyright © Charron Monaye

Details | Rhyme | |

A Happy Cancer

A Happy Cancer
By: Noel N. Villarosa

Sadness invades a glowing life
Agitation of what comes next after the fact
The beginning of all ends in cancer’s strife
Life to death, we fear of the day to be exact

But there are chances to replace the peril
To yield oneself to the power of God’s glory
We live each day to the fate of going until
Hiatus for sometime and serve the hospice as another journey

A chance to mingle with relatives and friends
And share happy moments to tide over hardship
A chance to smile and express the beauty at its ends
And show positive outlook to thwart phantom of death

A chance to join the crusade to search for the cure
To talk and comfort other cancer patients
Bring back juvenile act to escape discomposure
And live with someone by your side to listen

Don’t wait but give a fight to survive
There is treatment by enduring chemotherapy
Or take the chance of trying other alternatives
Rather than living in the shadow of sympathy

Travel to places to meet your pleasure
Explore and challenge oneself to new horizon
That will give you space for new treasure
To prove your will that you can still join the marathon

Be inspired by the testimony of others
That there’s a chance to alter gloomy to glory
And if by heart, they live to stay another year
Let them be called not a survivors, but a cancer conquerors
In their smile we can see the triumph by winning each day
A happy cancer 

Written and posted also in poetry site: 24 November 2009

Copyright © Noel Villarosa

Details | Tanka | |

Cancer cant take SOUL

Your bald raw beauty.
On my way to the barber.
To be as stunning.

Cancer took your breast away.
Yet your heart remains so sweet.

Written By: Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

Contest Name : Cantankacerous
Sponsor : Joann Grisetti

Copyright © Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

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Solar Love

Every star is someone eles's son (shield your eyes) shrug off hate from everyone familiar place been here before thousands of nights the ocean shore coasts are changing minds align hate and fear must now resign connect the dots move my child tame the shy wake the wild shred advice relayed from the miser castrate cancer obstructing the wiser transcendental the hydrogen burns furnishing life each time earth turns

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO

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 .  .  .  ;   ;  .  .  .

this seventh month… a handful of sun dust greets my aurora skin, touching every lace of foliage: buttered stems, blushing leaves, soft-boiled branches with upturned eyes silky in the veil of July’s palette face. farther on, i wanted to smell its rareness, how my own raw eyes pass behind occasional veins and wiggling ridges, wondering the maleness and femaleness of their palms receding then whirling underneath my feet ,receiving the ancient chant of some wild calm… how intangible this soft fire in my belly, splattering like auburn harvest of wheat thrusting unto air chambers of sun nymphet honored in all shades---the emerald, garnet, sapphire of paradise patch as if saved from the kaleidoscope of month’s past, slowly cuddling every sinner and lover the ember that feeds on harps and cancer zodiac stones.
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Copyright © nette onclaud

Details | I do not know? | |

Many Questions, One Answer

The bills, the pain, the drama, the rain
The storm grows larger and floods your brain 
With thoughts that begin to drive you insane
 Like, if I trust God will it all go away?
What am I missing? Empathy? Faith?
What will happen if I stay on this pace?
Am I one of those people that God can replace?
If I don’t change now is it hell I face?
Could we all be afraid of meeting our fate?
All these years trying to find someone to relate..
Is it true you can fall victim of a time and a place?
If I pray hard enough can I erase [pause]
The anger, the envy, resentment and hate ?
or at 25 years old could I be too late?
To try and change my life to get a new slate
And chills cover my arms and my heart begins to race
All of a sudden I can’t hear any rain
Laughter replaces the fear that remained 
and God lets us know it will all be ok
Forgive those around you and thank God for each day
Think with your heart and in Gods you will stay.

Copyright © Kristina Glackin

Details | Rhyme | |

No room for Crybabies pt 3

  The trip was worth all of the diffulculties that we esperienced in arriving to gran'nny
house, such as first the day my dad left us, and then mama telling grannie that she was
examine by a specialist in NYC for ovary cancer and that the test were possitive.  Saddly
mama was scared that she needed surgery and then my two aunts...Brenda & San-san
came to Jacksonville to support her during her ordeal. And at the hospital there were
prayers and crying during the procedure and momma came out just find, O'K !!!  For-real
for-real..{!!}.. About three months later john-boy took seriously ill and was rush to the
emergency room and the doctors amitted him immediatedly into the intensive care ward,
andso for weeks and more prayers john-boy was diagnoised with a case of walking pnu-
moniea and he is sick guite often, but God does answer prayers and soon he is back to his normal self and is driving the nurces crazy and they all just luv's him.  "But as soon as
the lil raskel is home again.." Grann-nie is the one now in the hospital and once again they are at the hospital to be with her my aunts..(brenda and sandra) arrives and were
crying quite ferriously when they were told that she has a stroke and her heart was weak.  So they were in the Cafe at the hospital and me and my cousin Destiniee were
alone in the room with our gran-ma and she is trying to be strong for us, but her angel
has arrived as she say to me.  "{Lil} Wesley take good care of your mother and you too
destinie-ee and don't drive your Mom's...Crazy..(??).."
Because where I am going__________"there is..No room for Crybabie's..???.."

Copyright © John Streeter

Details | Rhyme | |

Free Bird

<                             "Hark" the Herald Angels begin to sing
                 "Jesus"patiently awaits so her children can say their last goodbyes
                       Cancer is the one thing she will not have to bring
                            For she earned her wings and is now free to fly 

Entry For 
Carolyn Devonshire's
 Perception Of Heaven's Contest
G.L. All

RIP Mama

Copyright © Katherine Stella

Details | Lyric | |

What If Tomorrow Never Comes

I recall now the days when forever seemed but a short time The visits to the hospital, brought sad images to your mind She lay on a bed, cords all around her, no hair upon her head The cancer drove us crazy with worry tears and fright She was only a baby, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye Farewell until we meet again where you'll be waiting... waiting for tomorrow to come again. What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. And now I lie here thinking it through, memories flash through my head, memories of you Moments of a bittersweet time Reminiscing the days when you were mine The days when you were alive The tears come back to my eyes I feel the need to cry but nothing slides out I need to scream and shout, My emotions pour out as one, silently So what if tomorrow never comes? Reality in death is so hard to accept, I need my tomorrow to come... What if it never does? What if tomorrow never comes? How will I face the rising sun, when the moon is the only thing I can see? I need her here with me... The only loss I've ever known The only time that I've experienced this kind of sorrow... So what if tomorrow never comes? What if tomorrow never comes. Will tomorrow ever come? I just want to be awake when the moon becomes the sun I'm waiting here for you, in the darkness of the night. I wait still for you, forever the images will haunt my mind Tomorrow will come I'll soon be alright Tomorrow will come... Tomorrow has come... I can now see the sun.

Copyright © Cayla Carr

Details | Rhyme | |


               The battle now is over.
               No more pain,no pills, no fear.
               Your courage was miraculous,
               Having cancer for all those years. 

               You taught me how the world goes on,
               No matter what gets in the way.
               You taught me of the love of God.
               Of him you talked of most every day.

               Now he has you close to him.
               Your children are still here on earth.
               Please quide them through the rest of their days.
               Hold them close show them all your worth.

               On those days when they need you most
               Show your love and take their hands.
               Remind them of the beautiful poem
               Footprints in the sand.

Copyright © vicki jorgenson

Details | Narrative | |

The Boy at the Park contest

I met a teenage boy last night
He inspired me to write
His words penetrated my soul
He made me evaluate my purpose and goal
He asked me if God was real
Then why does his mom go out at night and steal
Why was his brother murdered at eighteen
Why is his biological father a crack fiend
Why are children in this world starving everyday
Why does God not here him when he prays
Why are so many people living without a home
Why does he always feel so alone
Why did he have to grow up in the hood
Why is his whole generation misunderstood
Why do babies die at birth
Why can’t he have any worth
Why did his friends backstab him tonight to commit a crime
Why is he alive is he just wasting his time
Why are Americans never satisfied
Why are Christians dying for their religious love and pride
Why was slavery allowed for so long
Why are so many people living wrong
Why do many teenage mothers now exist
Why are many children slitting their writs
Why are drugs so easy to find
Why does the government keep us blind
Why is there cancer and all types of disease
“Ms. Help me understand all this please”
I looked over at this boy while tears dripped off my face
My friend this world I admit is one crazy place
Many things God never wanted for the human race
But we are blessed to have his Amazing Grace
His love will never go away
Yet, many live in disarray
God gave us all free will
At this point his eyes started to spill
We were created with choices
we all have our own voices
Angels were created to do whatever God may say
Humans have the option to disobey
One day we will fully understand
God’s original master plan
Someday we will have the privilege to see
What God intended life to be
One day evil will forever be locked away
Many will have to eternally pay
One day all that was ever taken from you
God will reinstate and make bran new
One day in this life you will grow up and be
A man with morals, values and integrity
For your present pain will not be in vain
You’re going to break those generational chains
Your sorrow 
will help others survive their tomorrow
There are divine appointments and I believe you just had one
I know that in your pocket you have a loaded gun
I know where you have been
I promise you the dilemmas of your life, you will win!
Even when you fall
You can still fulfill your call
I must admit
You only fail if you quit
One day some teenager will ask you to explain
And you will remember this night and everything you have gained.

BY: Sabina Nicole
Contest: Dilemmas

Copyright © Sabina Nicole

Details | Light Poetry | |

Female Santa clause

She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches 
Hot soup and garlic bread

She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat

She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers 
To keep them company

And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free

She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile

She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds 

They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow

She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations

She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea

She stands for human rights
Against so many countries 
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality

And she love to tell me 
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause 

And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true

Copyright © kasim ishmael

Details | Free verse | |


OF WORDS..........

Copyright © Crystal Seals

Details | Rhyme | |

The Easter Miracle

All dolled up in her Easter dress
She sat quietly watching through the glass
Children with baskets searching around
For the eggs i’d hidden in the grass

Her spirit soared among the clouds
Her smile as bright as her eyes
She lived each day for the moment
Scoffing the reality that underlies

It was shortly after her third birthday
When the devastating news came in
Plagued with a rare form of cancer
Faced with a battle she wouldn’t win

The doctors uncertain of her remaining time
So her quality of life was our goal
Family and friends said nightly prayers
Asking God to watch over her soul

Treatment commenced, but to no avail
My little Glass Princess was slipping away
I wasn’t ready to say good-bye
Not now, tomorrow or any day

I placed my head upon her chest
And held her body tight
I felt a presence and opened my eyes
To a most incredible sight

A bearded man in Holy cloth
Standing beside her bed
He said he’d come another time
Then gently kissed her head

I knew I had witnessed a miracle
I asked the doctor to check her condition
He said “ I have no explanation”
Her cancer has gone into remission

Nineteen years ago she defeated the odds
 And this Easter she’ll wear a wedding dress
I have never questioned what happened that day
When Jesus kissed my little Glass Princess

Copyright © Dawn Drickman

Details | Free verse | |

I found the answer the cure for cancer This is a true story

Cancer has quite literally  invaded her mind unwillingly
This tumor patiently attempts to steal her beauty
After three neuro surgeries
She awakened and no longer knew me

This monster scarily exposing the brains fragility
Ironically she still speaks intelligently
The look in her eyes previously continually lovingly
Is now constantly unknowingly 

Hospital room holding friends and family
To her this enclosing remains empty
Many helping hands extending her thoughts still lonely
My prayers are unending power to defeat her personalities enemy

The afternoon of the third day I'll call my spiritual birthday
Eyelids arose to sun rays and the most wonderful gaze
She said she loved me always and now knew my name and ways
Only tears not words I could display God really knows how to amaze.  

Copyright © Sha'ntez Jefferson

Details | Verse | |

Cancer Free a very lucky me

My future looked bleak 
I was extremely weak 
Riddled with cancer, my spirit was giving up 
Until a friend came to visit me and told me literally to 'shut up' 
Chemotherapy had made me worse 
It was not a medicine but a curse 
My friend cared for me for days on end 
Wrote e-mails to every cancer Specialist she could send 
One replied, he was eager to help  
I let out a half hearted yelp 
He studied my case intensively 
There was a cure to be cancer free 
It was expensive as to be expected 
But he too had once been infected 
He understood my pain 
Refused to use it to his gain 
He paid for my surgery 
Even for my recovery 
Today, I am a healthy man 
Now, I too make it a point to help everybody that I can! 

Copyright © Brigitte Pace

Details | Dramatic monologue | |

positioned in the path of Jesus

the position your life takes or how you position yourself in life
depends on how you live and if it lines up with Christ
have you positioned yourself where you connect with God?
have you positioned yourself where you can experience a change of heart?
have you position yourself where you can be accused of committing a crime?
where you might even wind up doing some hard time
location, location, location that's what it's all about 
have you positioned yourself so that God can work it out?
in the right place where you need to be 
in that place where of you God can see

there are many positions in life which one can attain
and one of those positions is the position of pain
the position of pain is one of which none can escape
the position of just living no matter which road one takes
the position of pain in inevitable and can also be blind
where something in life you didn't see coming kicks you in the behind
a man was born blind and the Pharisees asked, "who is to blame?"
Jesus said, "neither him nor his parents committed any sin or shame"
many things in life occur  just to give God all the glory
be it circumstances, situations, tragedies or triumphant stories
many things in life occur for a godly reason
it's not for us to question as it'll be revealed in due season
God has a plan for each and every person on this earth
some of us are formed in the way He desires from the moment of birth
for God can take a blind man and give him the gift of sight
God can take an injustice and somehow make it right
God can take the deaf and give them the power to hear
God can take the faint of heart and give them spirit of no fear
God can take the lame and give them the ability to walk
God can take a mute and give him the power to talk
positioned in the path of Jesus the Christ
no matter the situation He can make it right

He'll bless you with a job when your down to your last dime
He'll anoint you with a scholarship when your tuition is on the line
He'll put that cancer into remission
now in His path properly positioned
He'll touch your life in whatever way you need
His Holy Spirit will fill you with it's righteous seed
He'll heal you if you need to be healed
He'll open eyes so that truths will be revealed
He'll feed you if you're hungry and give you something to eat 
He'll clothe you if you're naked and even put shoes on your feet
Positioned in the path of Jesus as you travel this journey called life
in the right place just waiting for the presence of Jesus the Christ

Copyright © louise nelson