Beach Cancer Poems

We reach 
The beach

Nice spot
Sand's hot

Flies swarm
Water's warm

Surfers crave
Big wave

We wish
no jellyfish

We learn
sun burn

hot sun
have fun

slip on
a shirt

slap on 
a hat

slop on
sun screen

Dogs invite 
shark...

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Illness is not something to desire around us
Living without diseases, it is a prayer of everyone. 
Life has no guarantee as many poets gone to...

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Freedom 

I can go outside. 
I can go inside. 
I can climb a mountain, 
or swim in the sea. 

Freedom. 

I am free....

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New Shoes

"Grandpa, my shoes are too small, 
or maybe my feet or too big?"

"You are going to be ten foot tall, 
if you don't stop...

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Broken Glass 

Bits of color...
washed up on the beach. 
Items that tell stories, 
about faraway places, 
new people, and old. 

Red like roses, fine wine...

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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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This is not a time for us
Facing these weeks of hospital walls
My knight now jousts an invisible foe
Shorn of hair, yet still he wears
Tubes of...

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Last night I dreamt of you,
I was sleeping and I could feel you whispering,
Putting your arms around me,
Telling me to go to sleep, 
Telling me...

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"Tropic of Cancer"



Follow the silent trail
words like stars shine
coded on straight lines 
blind to all

like diamonds 
they are invisible
the keys 
written and held

Winter stars puzzle...

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Life is a beach but not too sunny  when cancer comes along.
The day it came to me, I never could imagine the obnoxious waves...

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Waves

Rapid , swift ,salty waves brush seashells ashore
Orange and pink  clasp halves scatter on sand


Marckincia Jean

11/27/18...

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Smiling sun bring your joy upon my eye
Brilliant bright rays gather all I will try
Body brown absorb precious vitamin D
Body beautiful brown No eyes on...

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I Came to the edge of a ocean
looking off to the sea
Grabbed up scraps of steel
parts of old cars
and I threw them to the water...

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A WHIRLPOOL OF MY MIND
Cycles of life..churn..revolve,dissolve..
resurface..mix in restless sleep.
Deep from the chasms of the
unconscious, the froths of 
yesterday's concerns as flotsam
become a jetsam dream..to
scatter...

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There are voices in my head 
Telling me to speak out 
And tell people what the voices are saying 
So maybe some people can help...

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