Autumn Cancer Poems

At Peace

A dark cloud of cancer looms on the horizon.
Will it simply pass or rest above me, and shower demise?
Or will the clouds break with...

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I am not talking about color
By the way any color can be dark
Including white, that's right
Darkness can mean horror
Death, cruelty, murder, violence
Chaos, evil, Satan and...

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They sit in their office with no clue,
About what to do,
About those who are blue,
When they should be putting on more than one shoe,
And going...

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Worry knot chokes out the living daylights

I know from personal experience
the foolhardiness of
courting, flirting, honeymooning...
worse case scenario,
particularly when just a wee lad,
yours truly internalized
unfamiliar bodily...

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The love of my life is still my shining light
Twenty years ago she past away cancer took her life
The life as we knew it
No chance...

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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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slippery leaves lie
on the steepness of the yard
haphazardly on the road

autumn spokes in air
the travesty of cancer
shedding of the lovely oaks

10/29/2020
Contest: Spin a Sedoka
Sponsor: Nette...

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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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(with due respect to democracy)
Temperature, suspeciously, to remain the same,
Everyday, in the land of dead, from this day on.
Mercury will stay at sub-zero level,
And will...

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A lot can change in 10 years,
Especially in the reliability of your plumbing,
When it comes to flushing out your system,
In preparation for a Colonoscopy.

My first...

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A gilded leaf on the move 
                  ...

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Looking out the window
Of the cancer ward
I see golds and russets
Way off to the distant horizon
Nigh a breeze gently swaying life
As the sun warms all...

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When the river and the rolling stones come to say goodbye.
Tears beneath the wisdom refuse to die.
Happiness and sunshine are all but spent.
The days in...

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We stand here waiting in the wings, 
Our time to be on stage getting nearer.
There are still a few of you who remember last time...

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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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