Linda Milgate Poet Free verse

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Moving through some poems that I have been thinking about as I deal with a rare form of cancer, have run across so many people dealing with cancer of different types, but this is near  speech box so like to get this through and hope it helps someone else, will move into something more positive though there isn't a lot positive--Geesh.  But people try not to talk about the difficulties which a lot of people are dealing with in a variety of types of cancer, which is good, because it means people are living longer.  But I think it is good to be honest about the difficulties. For some there are no real problems, but for a lot of people the body does not like all the cures!! the cells are killed, the radiation burns and your body fights all the time areas that have been injured.

Thinking of Emily and Saxaphone Beauty

Thinking of  Emily and Saxaphone Beauty



 Such a little thing living at her father’s  house

 but her words,, such words mispelled though they be

 Did she suffer pain and was her brain 

 filled with seizure meds and other surgeries

 I think she fought depression

 she fought it to write  something that helped her breathe

 though the leaves started to die when Fall fell

 Then Winter was to come,  snow white 

 still she fought as  a slight woman could

 subtle and brilliant in spite of it all

 made the doctors smile.  As they must

 sending waves of hope like jazz notes

 for those of us fighting  the hidden uneven sounds 
  
 improvisations  playing sometimes solo

 boldens us to listen to natures’ song  like her poems

 Until fatigue finally in the fading  sounds 

 takes  a last breath and notes stop  

 wrapped in nature’s final beauty

 and the last saxaphone sounds.

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Lyric Man July 22, 2018 at 11:34 PM Horrible circumstance, but I bet there is still a sliver of hope.. and that is often all you need!

Richard Lamoureux July 22, 2018 at 10:26 PM Such a sad piece but not devoid of hope.

Sand Blown July 22, 2018 at 5:09 PM life: shit happens

Sand Blown July 22, 2018 at 4:51 PM piano-saxaphone