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A Cancer Quietus - Contest

I lie here still and cold. My eyes grey and fathomless, My cancer- stricken body. Awaiting the quietus of my final nap. A sleep that will last an eternity, Filled with a tiresome, repetitious rhapsody. My story forever untold, The delinquency of my fable Written 21-03-2018

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James Peranteau

Date: 5/13/2020 10:00:00 AM

touching write! i feel the passion here dear poet...i love the terse writerz...if i can't say it in one spit, i don't say..unless i need to puke, lol, just teasing....much love, james

David Waldrop

Date: 6/9/2018 4:27:00 AM

The poem of your heart truly flows in passion.

Constance La France

Date: 4/3/2018 3:34:00 PM

Mockingbird, congratulations on your win in my contest with this emotional write . .

Heidi Sands

Date: 4/1/2018 9:32:00 AM

Congratulations for your win. Well done! :)

Susan Ashley

Date: 3/25/2018 7:19:00 PM

Wow! Mockingbird, this is a poem that compels me to linger and take my time to absorb and savor the multi-dimensional sphere of emotions created by your sadly beautiful write.. just breathtaking! Thank you for stopping by my page.. Warmest wishes. ~Susan

Susan Ashley
Date: 3/26/2018 9:06:00 PM

Thank you, Mockingbird, for the invitation to join your journey.. Your poem is so smooth, emotional and intimate that I didn't even realize that there was a required word list, for the contest, till I saw it earlier. This 'WOWS' me even more! :)

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/26/2018 4:52:00 AM

Thankyou Susan. I am excited to read your poems after the wonderful concoction of words you chose to provide me feedback - please feel free to help me on my learning journey with constructive criticism on my other writes

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/25/2018 6:29:00 PM

A somber poem that explains the stark, gray, tiresomeness of a dreaded disease. The first two lines were so written that I was surprised to find any life left in line 3. Too telling, but genuine and pure. I applaud this poem.

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/26/2018 4:49:00 AM

Thankyou Caren, I really appreciate the feedback. Would love your thoughts / constructive criticism on any others I have wrote as I am particularly new to poetry

Silent One

Date: 3/25/2018 10:00:00 AM

Deep and emotive, as a cancer survivor, I can relate to the state of not being able to do anything.. I know so many who lost the fight though, makes me very sad...

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/25/2018 4:32:00 PM

Very sad indeed! But, Glad to hear you kicked cancers butt! Xx

Ricky Muse

Date: 3/25/2018 8:01:00 AM

I hope and pray the miracle of a cancer cure is near. Lovely poem.

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/25/2018 8:14:00 AM

We share that prayer - Thankyou for taking the time to give a read. I am relatively new to poetry so appreciate your comments

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/23/2018 5:46:00 PM

Creative work. Sad that cancer still plagues mankind and animals. Thanks for the visit to my page. I appreciate the time spent there. Sara

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/25/2018 7:41:00 AM

Thanks Sara. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Big smiles, H

Line Gauthier

Date: 3/20/2018 7:53:00 PM

Beautiful poem, Mockingbird, but I hear it's not that quiet in the after life. Line xx

Mockingbird Stevenson
Date: 3/21/2018 7:53:00 PM

Thankyou Line!