Thanks Tors 
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Well done ladies
Squirrel thats a brilliant poem. X
Love all these poems on this thread… wot a clever, literary lot we are. . . Just Brilliant !
It’s been a long year
and often filled with fear
we’ve had a hard fight
we hope we’ve won
Life hands you a line
we have to follow through
we do as we’re told
we hope we survive
Several months have gone by
our active treatment we tolerate
inject the poison and radiate
then hormones pills become our saviour
All that has gone before
leaves memories of which your not sure
but the one thing that makes you glad
is we’re all still here and not so sad
Your families gather round
children cuddle in
it’s nearly Christmas, smiles abound
For now we’ve won
Have a lovely Christmas everyone and a better and healthy New Year
In my chest beats a fearful heart
In my head thoughts go round and around
A prayer, not for me, but for strength for my family
A disease, What symptoms? Shock,fear,lonelyness
A longing for a life still to be lived and enjoyed, dreams fulfilled
A cure,here’s hoping,time will tell that all may be well
Love Life, Love Family, Love Friends
Lets all enjoy the small moments and Live.
wow what a great thread, thanks for bumping this. Ive enjoyed reading all the beautiful poems and inspiring words. Id like to add my poem if i may which i wrote on a dark night when i couldnt sleep at all, its a bit long but then i guess so is this journey!
The day they told me
was just a normal day
thought oh itll be nothing
and be sent on my way
Been diagnosed with breast cancer
such a shock, it cant be true
how am i supposed to deal with this
i havent got a clue
I feel my world crumbling
such shock and despair
this shouldnt happen to me
its just so unfair
But happening to me it is
and to face it i must be strong
stay positive and focused
i fear, the road will be long
An operation i must have
dig deep inside be brave
its the first step to take
for my life, to be saved
Next step of my treatment plan
is chemo…oh so scared
six cycles of poison
that keep me in my bed
Horrid mouth, loss of hair
bunged up, oh you wouldnt believe
aches, pains, bloods and injections
feels like theres, just no reprieve
I try to stay positive
keep a smile on my face
but sometimes tears flow
when im losing the pace
Now four weeks of radiation
lie on a table, arms above head
so the machine can zap me
make me sore and red
Several months from diagnosis
and the end is so near
oh apart from hormone tablets
i must take for 5 year
My hair will grow back
i can get back to me
is that really the end of it
we’ll just have to see
I know theres a chance
my cancer could return
but cant dwell on the past
or ill just crash and burn
Lifes for the living
and i am still here
i will face my future
without any fear!
Clare that is lovely… so honest and so filled with hope and positivity. Thank you for sharing it here.
Clare so true so well written . Thank you for allowing us into your thoughts
Cackles
Loved that Clair, You summed it up beautifully x
Poetry is a great way of getting the feelings off your chest (notice I didn’t say breasts) how about…
My breast were there, a source of pleasure
and now I feel I cannot treasure
the one that has gone to pot
been messed up and mangled
but it is still there, sort of
and needs to heal
by god it will, and when it does
I will make it better
It will have my full attention
and a lover will bring
It to life, caring and sharing
Bring it back with a zing
to the life I once had
way back…
I had surgery 3 weeks ago, just getting over an infection, radiotherapy next (what is that all about??) hot flushes, because I have had to go cold turkey on hrt!!!
Good new, have found an alternative therapy that works,MUNG BEANS…A LIFESAVER…sleeping better…can I also suggest that St John’s wort for a time, will help anxiety and give general wellbeing…good luck to us all…
Thanks to everyone who has posted their poems and thoughts since I last looked on here. Any new stuff is very welcome x
Hi
I posted this last month in the living with breast cancer section so some may have already read this - sorry should have checked to see if there was a poetry thread first…oops! Anyway this is my poem.
Is this me?
I look into the mirror and the woman that I see
Is a sad and lonely person, so surely that’s not me?
I look again and see the eyes so drawn and tired and grey
Within, a look of fear and pain, and a girl who’s lost her way
Her hair is gone, her lips are cracked, her skin is dry and pale
She looks at me with tear stained cheeks, her mouth lets out a wail
I look into the mirror and the woman that I see
Is a sad and lonely person, but I’m not letting her be me
In months to come I’ll look again and see a different hue
No pain, no tears, no grey tired eyes, no more, because they’re blue
Her hair is grown, her lips are full, her skin is smooth and clear
And most of all, at last thank God she’s lost that look of fear
I look again and see the scar where once her breast had been
Still livid in it’s colour, with a hard and shiny sheen
She looks at me defiantly with a look that seems to say
Yes, I may have lost my breast but I am here to stay
I look into the mirror and the woman that I see
Is a well and healthy person and that person will be me
Hi I have posted on other heading and came accross this one. My cousin has had ovarian cancer and I saw the poems written. I would love to send her a verse and one to her parents,she has twins who will soon be 1. I had loads of cards etc when I wad first diagnosed and my many hospital trips but can’t find the words.your help would help
L.
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tinfish anything I’ve written is yours to download/print. if it helps you or someone else more than happy to share. Chris x
Hi Chris
Thankyou so much I will take a look, I really liked your one that ended with Christmas
L
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Loving the poems on this thread. I wrote this recently as i start to feel more positive about getting to end of treatment (just 5 more rads to go)
Been a long road
but its coming to an end
my nightmare will be over
and my body will mend
My hair will return
i can get back to me
wont worry about the future
what will be will be
Been to hell and back
and it aint been no fun
but im looking forward now
to my holiday in the sun
Wont forget love and support
they know who they are im sure
but in particular
my wonderful mother in law
Clare what a lovely tribute to your mum-in-law. it does feel like forever but we’re still here and still fighting. Chris x
The Test
If this was meant as a test of character,
then you can put me down as failed.
I did not take too kindly
to having my life derailed.
I wasn’t a patient patient,
With the treatment I had to endure.
I haven’t found any new wisdom
Now my life is less secure.
I’m not sympathetic like I used to be
to others’ pains and aches.
I want to scream ‘try chemo
Stop whingeing for goodness sakes’.
I don’t smile with gratitude
as nurses inject poison in my arm.
I just wonder about the side effects
and other long term harm.
I don’t feel a better person
for having my breast removed.
If you think I’m brave and cheerful,
then that can be disproved.
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
isn’t really true:
I hardly ever used to cry,
but now I often do.
I didn’t have any kind
of magical epiphany
I think that if there is a God
he surely doesn’t like me.
While I know the theory
of making the most of every day,
In practice I go to work
as I have bills to pay.
If my husband was also being tested,
He passed with barely a mistake.
My very biggest fear
Is if I have to retake.
La La La La
La la la la
Fingers in my ears
I’m not listening
I just don’t want to hear
La la la la
Look the other way
If I can’t see you talking
I can’t hear what you say
La la la la
Imagine sunny times
I’m ignoring what you’re telling me
I’m pretending all is fine
La la la la
I can’t ignore it any more
I’m absorbing all the awful stuff
That’s apparently in store
La la la la
Send me to the psych
If cancer doesn’t kill me then
This new psychosis might!