Best Lymphoma Poems

days become short 
and carry cold promise
the curve of your breast
anchoring my memory
in sunshine...

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What Goes Up, Must Come Down
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey

~Different beliefs can be a blessing~

He was born on a chilly Saturday afternoon, sweet boy with lots of...

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Homeless without a blanket
poor as a penniless pocket
so sad I can barely take it
around her neck a locket


She lives on a destitute island with unsettling...

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It's the waiting.
When time becomes thick with anticipated difficulty and borrowed suffering.
No matter how attentive and involved I may seem,
Internally I am fixated on the...

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There’s unbearable beauty in crimson…

There are many crimson colored things in this world. How about blades of leaflets during Autumn or the beauty of a...

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I give thanks 
for a Dementia patient growing more loving in latter years, my mother 
for a Dad who has diabetes, high-blood pressure, overweight, and...

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That cancer has ravaged my family, it is true
My mom first with melanoma at age forty-two,
Bone cancer took my Uncle Cladie for a ride
Until the...

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In a second my life changed like i could never imagine
The world was all Topsy turvy 
and i a floating object in the turmoil
A simple...

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I was just four when I discovered that some grown-ups cry.
That’s because I saw my mommy dragging my daddy down the stairs,
Her eyes so full...

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UNSPEAKABLE SADNESS

I dream of a porcelain-skinned baby, newly expelled from my loins.
Giggling, singing, chubby hands extended, feet kicking in unending joy.
She sings simple tunes of...

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Their numbers drawn, the backwards lottery
Almost none were aware they were playing

Assaulted by the poisons that save them 
Hairless children with steroid-swollen cheeks
Feared stigmata of...

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I sit here in anguish, too broken to think
As my sweet girl sobs on from the pain
Of the chemicals, fear, exhaustion and loss
That the cloud...

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The uncomfortable chairs in the waiting room.
The doctor's silk tie that reflects the tubes of artificial lighting.
The endless vials of blood they draw from my...

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...cont

Always wanting to get the most from life,
one morning after a terrible snow storm
she rose from bed stretching 
the most radiant, playful grin spread across...

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I said not today,
later,
next time.
But now, it's not possible.
I took for granted this time on earth,
and now I see the truth.
How I wish I hadn't...

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