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  • nancypat
    nancypat Member Posts: 511
    edited May 2009

    Your babies are beautiful!  Jones looks just like my Murphy!  He is such a comfort to me.  He doesn't care if I'm bald or tired.  He lays with me when I lay down, always touching to make sure mommy is all right.  He makes me laugh with his rip-arounds and sneak attacks.  I found him as a stray on Christmas day and I know God gave him to me. 

    Glad you are enjoying this thread and the positive affect it is having on you. 

    Courage and strength do to what we have to do.

    Nancy

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  • arnie
    arnie Member Posts: 3,050
    edited May 2009

    Wow...I've read through these poem and am so glad I stumbled onto this thread.  I've always written down thought and feelings and even though I'm no poet...lol  I'll share one I wrote with you.

    Just have to say so many of yours have touched me deeply...

    When I first heard the word cancer,

    I laid my head back

    Let those words sink in...

    Then I looked up and saw my husbands eyes,

    and the inner peace came back....

    That peace that passes all understanding...

    And I whispered, "Praise you Father"

    I've walked in His light for many a year...

    And gently, so gently he's removed the fear.

    These sufferings cannot compare

    To the glory I'll see when I persevere.

    Is it my strength, am I that strong? Lord no!

    It's comes from above, it leads me where I should go...

    I know from the past to bear patiently this cross of pain

    And leave to my God to order and provide... because I know

    He'll faithfully remain...

                                                               by my side.

    I wrote this the day after my surgery.   When I was laying on the gurney preparing for my surgery is when the doctor told us the cancer dx. 

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  • nancypat
    nancypat Member Posts: 511
    edited May 2009

    arnie, thank you for your poem, your story and your inspitation.  If God would not take the "cup" from Jesus, He will not take "this cup" from me but I know that He is with me every step of the way.  I know that He will see me through.  I share your feeling.

    Finding Peace

    Let me know peace for this I pray

    As I stumble blindly along life's way

    You give me freedom to make my choice

    But when will I learn to hear Your voice?

    As a child is guided by a loving touch

    I need the same still just as much

    How wide Your shoulders

    How safe Your hands

    How deep the wisdom

    Will I understand?

    Will I learn to trust what You show to me?

    Will I open my eyes, will I ever see?

    Every step I take

    Every thought and deed

    Are empty alone

    It is You I need

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  • footprintsangel
    footprintsangel Member Posts: 43,890
    edited June 2009

    His....

    His my joy,

    His my light.

    His my Strength

    and my sight.

    His my friend when I'm low.

    His my Savior, I love him so.

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  • nancypat
    nancypat Member Posts: 511
    edited May 2009

    Poetic Justice

    I've seen the sun rise above a desert sand

    Turning it pink and then white again

    I've seen it crawling up against the night

    It illumines the shadows, silhouettes the flight

    Of an eagle soaring It is only fair

    That earthbound wings should warn the hare

    The race is on the signal heard

    The hare is no match for this ravenous bird

    The raptor glides while funneling speed

    As bounding hare weaves through tumbleweed

    Sharp razor talons against padded paws

    When nature hunts there are no laws

    The rabbit veers the canny one

    The eagle is blinded by the rising sun

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  • saint
    saint Member Posts: 1,877
    edited May 2009

    OMG--these are SO awesome-I shrink in the shadows of these last works!

    ...I believe they inspire me to a higher kind of writing----so challenging! Hope I am up to it.....what a wonderful thread this is!

    This will take some work!

    BE well & stay strong 

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  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited May 2009

    I can hardly fathom the infinity
    of the world beyond our sight
    manifestations of divinity...
    "and God created light"

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  • wallflower
    wallflower Member Posts: 36
    edited May 2009

    Hi Pantufus,

    You are a genius .I have been reading poetry about breast cancer ever since I aws diagnosed in Dec '03. If You would like me to I will send you a list (short) of what I found. Unlike you I have not had the courage or talent to write any myself but I read poetry most nights before I sleep. 

    Keep well and I hope to hear from you,

    Wallflower

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  • nancypat
    nancypat Member Posts: 511
    edited May 2009

    Hi Wallflower!  Your praise kind of leaves me stunned, but you sure did put a big smile on my face.  I really don't know anything about poetry, syntax and all that.  All I know is, words come into my head and I just write them down.  I am really bad to stick my foot into my mouth when I talk to people.  My mouth speaks before my brain thinks.  At least when I write things down I can preview where my mind is going. 

    I would love to see your list!  I don't consider myself courageous or talented and I guess I am opening myself up for criticism but at this stage in my life, I don't care anymore.  How can anyone hurt me more than bc has?  Please don't be afraid to write down and share your words.  Everyone is important and everyone has a story.  I used to volunteer years ago at my dd's Middle School for their art department.  No training there either, but those kids were fantastic!  Some would tell me they couldn't draw a straight line.  I told them that I couldn't either without a ruler.  I told them everyone could draw.  It didn't matter if it didn't look like someone else thought it should.  What was important was that it looked like something to them.  So many of them gifted me with their paintings and drawings and I will always treasure them. 

    Sorry for going on.  I would love to hear from you again and I also, wish you well!

    Nancy

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  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited June 2009

    A hair song  from Aihoolie Records - a compilation of recordings from all over America, halls, bars, spanish, french, bayou, zadeco, polish polkas.. just song that people sang - recorded in 60s to 90s.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arhoolie

    this particular song is a Louisianan black man named Lightnin Hopkins singing with a plunky guitar. - super bluesy.

    ===============================================

    Give me back dat wig i bought you black woman

    let your doggone head go bald

    Give me back dat wig I bought you black woman

    let your doggone head go bald

    you know I got the news this morning.

    little girl you don't need no hair at all

    (she don't know why butI'll tell you)

     I don't got no money to buy hair with baby

    now I ain't got a lousy dime

    I don't got no money to buy hair with baby

     now poor lightnin don't have a lousy dime

    you know I ain't gonna buy no more wigs

    cause Im not able

    but you old bald head woman could show me some hair sometime. ..heh heh

    they tell me the hair's a woman's glory

    tell me why did you wanna cut it off?

    whoa -  they say hair's a woman's glory

    why did you want to cut your hair off?

    she said "really I wanted to do it Lightnin

    cause I wanted to hear you talk that talk".... heh heh

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  • saint
    saint Member Posts: 1,877
    edited June 2009

    Wallflower-----this is like my go at watercolors-----you just do what nancy said & dive in! I can't COMPETE, but I can satisfy my NEED to create. The ppl here are SO supportive & accepting of the EFFORT! The finished product only needs to be the exercise that brings us to the next plane! I consider these artistic solos into the unknown yet another breach of my past habit toward protectiveness (a shyness about revealing my limits.)

    ....to boldly access what I'm feeling inside & start weaving it into SOMETHING! Otherwise we never know where we MIGHT go..........HUGS

    It IS hard to put yourself out there, but it feels like when I went skydiving...practicing throwing myself in God's arms assured He will catch me! 

    Be well & stay strong 

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  • Mazy1959
    Mazy1959 Member Posts: 1,431
    edited June 2009

    I luv all this poetry ladies. 

    Always There

    I can't hear your voice
    But I know what you say
    Right here beside me
    Yet so far away
    You haunt me
    Like an angel from above
    Reaching into my soul
    Knowing all I feel
    You take my heart
    Holding it close to your chest
    Safe in your care, your gentle touch is best
    Go ahead and haunt me
    Like an angel of the night
    Reach into my soul and know all I feel
    Open your window at night
    Breathe me in through the air
    Miles between us are nothing
    A part of me is always there

    Anna Daly Copyright ©2009  Anna Daly

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  • arnie
    arnie Member Posts: 3,050
    edited June 2009

    Apple, Pantufas, hollyann, Cherneski, Naturegrrl, Saint, Estepp, Coonie, foots, Mazy (((Hugs)))

    You ladies inspire me... I love reading through these submissions...does my heart good Smile

    I wake up and feel dread...

    then I walk outside and see beauty.

    I start feeling anxious,

    my grandson does something silly and makes me laugh.

    I feel panic start rising,

    and then I look into my husband's loving eyes.

    I'm alone and my thoughts start to go awry

    the phone rings, it's my daughter and she soothes my heart.

    I go to sleep thanking the Lord for making it through the day.

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  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited June 2009

    My dad was checking out and this once brilliant logician
    could no longer work the remote on the television.


    i removed the spark plugs to keep his car in the shed
    He was supposed to go to the doctor and was contrary
    I could drive him in his car, and he wryly said:
    "Isn't that ironic - the car will start for Mary".

    .

    .

    (not a great poem in meter or rhyme but i stumbled across this last nite while searching my archives)

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  • saint
    saint Member Posts: 1,877
    edited June 2009

    LOVE these!

    Still trying for less constraint.....working away from meter & rhyme is proving a huge challenge for me.....but fun!

    GIMME MORE PLEEZ!!! 

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  • EWB
    EWB Member Posts: 2,927
    edited June 2009

    I am blown away by these poems and writings! Thank you for sharing them

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  • arnie
    arnie Member Posts: 3,050
    edited June 2009

    New friends...

    That I would not even recognize if I met on the street.

    Many are plodding along feeling the same way

    on any given day....

    They care and it's to them my soul I bare.

    They know where I've been because they've been there too ...

    We try to lift each other up, but let each other be blue.

    Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry;

    and often we just wonder why...

    and then there comes another person that we can encourage

    or just lend an ear, a "newbie" who is full of fear.

    Sisters of breast cancer, each others burdens we bear.

                                New friends, good friends, to my eye brings a tear.

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  • saint
    saint Member Posts: 1,877
    edited June 2009

    OH arnie--to my eye you brought a tear!

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  • Mazy1959
    Mazy1959 Member Posts: 1,431
    edited June 2009

    Oh we are quite the talented bunch arent we? I luv it...hugs, Mazy

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  • footprintsangel
    footprintsangel Member Posts: 43,890
    edited June 2009

    A Lonely Man

    A lonely man was sitting on the bench all day,

    By the pond and there he would stay.

    No one stopped to say hello, to this lonely fellow.

    He started to feed the pigeons again, At least he

    knew he had some friends. He would just give

    a big sigh as he watched all the people go by.

    The mountain would start to hide the sun,

    Then he knew his day was done. So he would

    go home  at night to stay, Hoping he would find

    a friend some other day.    Debbie

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  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited June 2009

    aaaawwwwFrown

    nice poem footprintsangel

    and arnie - wonderful

    AS ARE ALL THE OTHERS.  i love this thread... there is so much feeling in poetry

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  • arnie
    arnie Member Posts: 3,050
    edited June 2009
    Thanks you guys.... love this thread too...  foots ((((((((((hugs))))))))))))))) 
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  • Mazy1959
    Mazy1959 Member Posts: 1,431
    edited June 2009

    Angels Speak Soflty

    Look towards the sunshine to dry your tears

    Feel the warnth upon your cheeks

    Close your eyes and forget your fears

    Sometimes it's okay to feel weak

    Breath  deeply the fresh clean air

    Absorb the breeze as you smile

    Watch the wind fly away with  your cares

    It's okay to let go once in awhile

    Feel the life in the fresh spring grass

    Fill your soul with its grandeur

    Soon all your troubles will pass

    You are strong enough to endure

    God's angels softly sing

    We are with you all the time

    Hide quietly beneath their wings

    Assuring and loving you divine

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  • apple
    apple Member Posts: 7,799
    edited June 2009

    omg

    that is great! 

    what a lovely poem

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  • bygracealone
    bygracealone Member Posts: 183
    edited June 2009

               

                     Healing

    God's healing hand reached out to me
    When I was hurt by life.
    His arm wrapped 'round in comfort
    protecting me from strife.

    My prayer was answered in His love.
    His saving Grace the key
    To finding peace I had not known.
    And joy came back to me.

    Sandra 1999-2000 New Hampshire

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  • footprintsangel
    footprintsangel Member Posts: 43,890
    edited June 2009

    Together

    Together we can make it better, It may be

    sunny or stormy weather.

    Together we can love the tears away and make

    life special in every way.

    And if your world starts turning blue, Together we

    can make it threw.

    This old world and you and me, Together will make history.   By Debbie

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  • Mazy1959
    Mazy1959 Member Posts: 1,431
    edited June 2009

    So lovely ladies

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  • arnie
    arnie Member Posts: 3,050
    edited June 2009
    Thank you ladies.... what beautiful words!  Soothing to my heart this a.m.
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  • EWB
    EWB Member Posts: 2,927
    edited June 2009

    Foot- loved the Lonely Man poem, it was a reminder to me to stop and say hello to people I see thru out my day, never know what new friends you might meet along the way or whose day might be brightened with a smile, a simple smile

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  • footprintsangel
    footprintsangel Member Posts: 43,890
    edited June 2009

    Give America Courage

    Give America courage to see the days ahead,

    Help Americans to lift up their heads. To not

    be frightened in anyway, Don't let America run

    away, From the dreams and togetherness that

    might fade away.

    Give America patients to see your always there,

    To keep America in good cheer. If their patients

    grows slim, Please let them know You will be with them.

    May America hold hands of love in which to say, "Love

    in America is here to stay." In this we pray, Amen

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