Jenna Logan Poet Rhyme

Battling a Monster

There is a hostile villain that lurks deep inside,
turning the human body into a battleground.
With disdain, it causes pain one cannot abide,
but the fight goes on until a cure can be found.

It strangles hope like an noxious climbing vine,
One that I wish overwatering would simply rot.
It stains a body with a toxic mark.  I recall the line
as Lady Macbeth cries, "Out, out damned spot!"

It arrives unannounced, without an invitation.
attacking vital organs of an unsuspecting host
In self defense, the body fires back with radiation,
but the enemy has a cavalry to parry a riposte.

It lies in wait, stealing courage, and moral spirit,
burying itself deeply inside trenches of skin.
It's proven to be a killer; no wonder we fear it!
And yet, we ask, "How in the hell did it get in?"

The battle rages on, leaving the inflicted weak,
and it becomes a struggle to continue the fight.
Faith to conquer the adversary becomes bleak,
but don't surrender by waving the flag of white.

The battle can be won. Cancer can be treated.
A positive attitude helped many who have healed.
Speak with a survivor who was not defeated.
Attack that enemy who lurks within; concealed.


June 10, 2021
Cancer Ivy Contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke

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William Darnell Sr August 30, 2021 at 2:40 PM Jenna, superbly penned, my poet gal friend. I am a survivor of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. I know its wretchedness, and I all too well know its sorrows, as I laid helplessly, but a hand I always felt on my shoulder, our Savior. He was my support group when I was doubled overlaying in a bed. Thank you for the way you've captured this write to the wretchedness. Best of Wishes, William

Christuraj Alex July 1, 2021 at 7:34 PM The battle can be won. Cancer can be treated. Optimistic. Beautiful. Congratulations!

Edward Ibeh June 12, 2021 at 1:37 PM A superb piece on a truly dreadful disease that we fear the most! Cancer sucks, your poem rocks! Definitely a winner, Jenna:-) Jenna Logan June 12, 2021 at 3:15 PM Initially, I had no intention of writing for this contest, and a few others, until my muse told me to wake up and write something. It was either write or paint, and I didn't feel like smelling oils. Thanks so much for the kind comments.

Jan Allison June 10, 2021 at 6:45 AM excellent advice jenna,way back in 2014 when i joined the site I also wrote a poem called 'the enemy within' about my hubbie's cancer, i may revisit it and update it for the contest! There are few lives that are not touched either directly or indirectly by this disease but positivity is the key, good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx Jenna Logan June 10, 2021 at 6:54 AM Thank you, Jan. Those moments must have been devastating. I hope all is well now. Thank you for appreciating my poem, and I'll find yours.