they removed a chunk
stole it from a mysterious place
pink and hidden
and dropped it into a sterile plastic jar
left it on the counter
for me to contemplate.
it looked at me
waiting for reassurance
as i wadded up the paper gown
and pulled my clothes back on.
hey, chunk, sorry about this.
i know you were happier
where it was warm and dark
and now you sit
under cruel fluorescents
waiting to be dissected and analyzed
by strange hands
waiting to release what you already know
but weren’t ready to tell.
are you poison?
did you spread evil to
neighboring cells
before they ripped
you from me?
two weeks before i know
what you know.
two weeks to imagine the worst
hope for the best
lose sleep
think the bizarre.
imagine healthy vibrant tissue,
my friend told me.
ok, i’ll try.
but all that comes are waves
of discomfort and visions
of burnt marshmallows.
that can’t be right.
please don’t let it be right.
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please try not to be too afraid, I know it's hard. Take your friends advice
"imagine healthy vibrant tissue"
And keep writing, okay? Yours is one of the voices here that I truly treasure.
You have lots of Gather friends pulling for you.
Jessie may have one hand, and I'll take the other...shall we skip? As in "Skip to My Lou, My Darling?"... for the next two weeks, should you have any feelings of doubt, just imagine you, me and Jessie looking very much the fool, skipping merrily down the sidewalk. Nothing bad would DARE hang around that image.
Love and Light to you, my dear friend.
several years ago
it was drinking loads
of liquids till my
bladder wanted
to scream and then
the tunnel that took
pictures of a lung
that had black
shadows and though
my eyes were closed
scenes of my life
passed by and I was
content knowing I
had really lived my
life and that if the
morrow brought
sorrow, I was ready
for the next adventure.
Funny, how everyone is different when faced with the unknown. Though I was scared at first, in the tunnel I found peace. In the end, the shadows on my lung was not cancer but scar tissue from pneumonia when I was five.
Sending you love and light and sweet energy, my friend.
Thoughts and Prayers are with ya Mona-dear.
Many Thoughts and Prayers!!
bob - you are the queen of the poem comment. so perfect, and so appreciated.
Yes! And, it appears I will be renting a car for a trip up your way this weekend -- I'll drop you a line. Gotta run downtown now for the usual jam session.
Such wonderfully relieving news
And don't worry about me; that wheel barrow I was using is Rhino-Lined (tm).
Thanks for sharing the good news. Glad to hear that you are well.
Your personification of this "chunk" is spot on , My Dear.
Perfect.
I'll be sending light to you.
How are you doing now?
Thank you so much for your message regarding cat givens' comment. I really appreciate your words and thoughs and I am working hard to believe that there is goodness here somewhere. You must know that I will carry your words in my heart and repeat them as often as this feeble mind will allow. Thank you! Thank you!
Sending light and love energy right to your heart...........Priscilla
the poem was amazing - very powerful. thank you for sharing all this.
SO glad for you!! :)
Your Good News mentioned by Delaune sounds great even belatedly, monacake!
hugz,gayle