Cystic Poems - Poems about Cystic

...Lungs like burnt paper— folded too many times by hands that forgot how to be gentle. Morning comes with wires. He wears machines like second lungs, ghosts that sleep beside him and hum. ......

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...He reignited my creative passion when he reentered my life His can sense to the core how I am feeling and asked me right away to be his wife Though it's been 45 years we have known each other and......

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...Darling, I find so many people are deplorable. But you're charming, you are most lovable. I like the way you kiss. You do it like smooch, like this. (smack, ya got it where it's at) I like the ......

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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 of tears that they fairly poured down her flimsy nightgo......

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...(whose video powerfully, profoundly, and positively affected this southeastern residing Pennsylvania papa)! Afflicted with Cystic Fibrosis since her birth contagious exuberance, gung-ho, ......

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...Disability, Illness and Fundamentalism My brother died of Cystic Fibrosis, When I was twelve and he fourteen, It took away his ambitions, To study at Oxford - the pipe organ’s steam. I u......

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...Hypochondrial Delusion A mind corrupted canker Of cystic self failure Even gastric anorexia And fluttery throb to alight the fear An adrenaline generated tachycardia That matches respiration ......

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...in a pub in Ireland So this Mick on the next stool, who's as serious as Yeats but looks like Wilde, stares at me, with eyes crossed, sipping Guinness through the foam. Finally he burps ......

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...it seems in just the twinkling of an eye life passes by and one's left at the brink with time to think before the fall into the great abyss where did time go? For some, life is short for o......

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...FAITH BRINGS THE HARVEST Although they go forth weeping carrying the seed to be sown, They shall come back rejoicing Psalm 124 The furrows of our beginnings lie barren: cystic ......

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...ONLY THE DREAMER DIES… The arid winds steal Our tears. The sterile dust tease Cystic hopes Of dreams deferred. At shrines of Lazarus Visions Beckon the faithful Silen......

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...Gary, you are my little soldier boy, who died on Veteran's Day. ('83) My sunny, golden-haired soldier boy, that I still miss in every way. You had just turned 13, getting interested in girls. ......

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...[ edit poem ] Life Is What Happens What a long, strange life it’s been. Childhood and adolescence were close to normal, I never felt quite right, Never fit my image of a normal kid. Dealing w......

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...I remember years before her death, my mama would pray, "Lord, take my life." I would try to make her forget her misery by continuing to sing the hymn, "Take My Life and Let it Be." But, she wanted to......

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...AMBER DAWNS APPEAL A wish, a dream, from birth til death, "Mummy I'm going to Disneyland to see Mickey Mouse”. Beautiful words from a ......

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