April Cancer Poems

a tear in each eye
surviving the bad hair days
my tumor and I
both shrink from radiation
the treatments tear us apart

April 12, 2023

Constance La France
Writing Challenge "T"...

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Start now knowing joy,
that’s an order,
overcome a deepening solitude.

Like a bee at a bugle
or me at the deli
on Third Avenue.

I said to Joe when do...

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granted it’s not your problem
kudos you’ve made efforts in the past
some people are ill equipped for loving
it’s a malfunction of their heart

now on his deathbed...

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Running away from cancer,
chasing after health
Tomorrow in sight, beyond the twilight,
living—the greatest wealth

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: April, 2021)...

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He wrote of his life when he was a boy
in a book he entitled, Surprised by Joy,
before he had met the Joy of his dreams.
Who...

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In a closed door speech Saturday April 10th, 2021,
thus far, he accumulated $85 million so far.
*     *    ...

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The girl has reached the terminal
cancer creeping within her tender lungs
the drowsy eyes decline to close 
lest the final sleep comes crawling
steals the beautiful world...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Optimistic me, let's have a look-see,
Features: partial plate, hearing aids, bifocals and gray hairs. 
My Savior, my family, my friends are who I talk about.
Hate...

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Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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the verdict rings loud
our innocence snuffed
leaving us breathless
on the edge of our seat
in silence ravaging your body
hypocrite it gnaws inside
where evil lurks ~ the enemy
its...

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He lets me love him

When he is feeling low
he keeps his spirits high
meant to inspire me
to soaring heights

When he is hurting
he lets me get on...

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under covers
i reach out
to find you
in the middle
of the night
so many times
i jolt and freeze
careful not to pull back
not wanting to alarm you
your body so...

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It takes from your body,
  as it steals from your spirit

Hope its main victim
  —promised future unseen

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2016)...

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despair hangs heavy 
in the air these days
 
but the only path
is through they say

an intruder in the midst
blowing his cold still drip 
into the...

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