Night crawls like lizards
with tongues of opalescent horror

Sleep is a blanket on someone else's bed

and I jolt and gasp like she had

connected by that plastic tube
to a life finally withdrawn

Sleep is torn from my lungs which choke on fears that close around me as coal dust

and all I see in the dark are the
worst things she suffered

from cancer's tongues of horror

Then radiance reaches from your woken soul and you recite Quran over me
like a Southern faith healer

with laying on of hands

They slither away from the light you've conjured and I sleep oh I sleep

Daylight memories appear as camera flashes

petty poltergeists easily banished

Yet darkness always follows day as an anxious housemaid

Memories slip their skins and crawl from discarded scales again where they shouldn't

Chemicals flow
within my veins and arteries
like cocaine.

Every inch of my skin
is perforated
with needles dripping toxins.

Hair falls out from my head
until there is nothing
but my ashen skin exposed.

My head feels dizzy,
even without doing anything
but wait for my time.

I feel nauseous
even without touching food
for the last two days.

I lie in bed all day,
not only as a tired person,
but as the terminally-ill.

All of this I endure,
hoping that one more day
will be added
between this day
and my untimely quietus.

A death certificate opened
on my computer screen
like a white rose in a light mist

Immaculate and orderly
words parading like graduating cadets

The name of that beast hidden in Latin like a mystery from the Revelation

yet I had seen it

eating without distraction
without looking up
no interruption
a lion on a dying calf

eyes wide and realising

I had seen your light dim
and die

and closed your lids with a moist thumb

Now words say nothing of the ravages and the wild

the predators or the prey

I'll forward that lifeless paper to the bank and you'll simply disappear back into quiet emptiness and shadow

my heart has an empty hole in it where you once lived
now i'm stuck loving someone who is six feet under the ground
your words from years ago suffocate and it's hard to breathe
i feel like i'm losing space
the flowers you planted in my chest have stopped growing
one by one the petals are plucked away
and still under everything in both of us is each other
so please tell me how i'm supposed to love anyone the way i loved you?
you made your mark on me and now i'm left to continue on with the pain
while you're six feet under the ground

Bent like an ancient oak with rivulets of
A simpler time
Running deep through etched lines
And leathered hands whose grasp tells stories
Of cows, and dirt, and constant work;
A lifetime of losses buried beneath the skin,
And in the earth.
Warm the way he coddles my babies,
Tussles their hair and stares
As if cradling diamonds laid bare
Against his work-worn arms.
Laughing, his eyes dance from face to face
As if he can trace the cords that tie,
That bind and intertwine,
So many generations.
Worn thin and torn, that same old shirt, those wrangler jeans,
Socks pulled up to his knees,
And a ratty baseball cap, covered in grease;
It still reads, “Hereford beef.”
And now, the ashes of a cigarette, a favorite coffee mug,
The scent of hay, the settled dust,
muddy footprints on the rug
Wait anxiously,
In a quiet house,  
For grandpa to win this bout,
To overcome the longest drought,
The meanest stud,
The cancer that cripples him up
In a hospital far away.

For my father-in-law, an old cow man, a farmer, a rancher, and the kindest man I've ever known. Please come home to us <3

Be anticipative and breathe every day!
Believe in an enhanced tomorrow and pray.

Please be not a grumpy, thoughtless fool!
With its unwise judgment, a senseless ghoul.

Be a wise who has touched the peak of knowledge
Explore and love; be not in a painful cage!

Love, for it is the sweetest gift we can provide.
Guide the similar people who have cried.

Smile for it’s the most beautiful view.
Like a sunshine shining upon morning dew.

Don’t discard the precious flow of time!
By hatred or envy for they are heinous crime.

Believe me you are not the only.
So please end considering yourself lonely!

We are here to support you,
Trust me, I know it’s true…

Deadly cells find comfort in my body
They grow and destroy my mind
inside I slowly die, my soul turns into a graveyard  
this pain robs me of energy
cancer oh how I hate what you have done to me
you infect me with agony that spreads like the ocean
touching every corner of my body
leaving me to fight this pain
which makes me deserted in a world full of many
Inside its cold and lonely, outside feels so empty
I fought you for years, gave you so many tears
as you flirted with my fears  
cancer what do you want from me
if it is my life you seek, my life you won't get
for that I will fight till the end of time
I will not give up, for I am a survivor
I was born to be stronger, hold on longer
Fight this battle with the love I get from others
Cancer I will overcome you one way or another
for I am a survivor

This piece was written for a co-worker of mine, to help her get through her battle with cancer. Thank you all for the support and reaching out to me.
Joel Hayward May 12

I watch you sink inside
retreat from light
from sound
from me

I watch your chest rise
faster
shallower
less

To where have you withdrawn?
some vast cathedral of confusion?
a cell with a sentence?
a single memory of warm things?

Are you with devils or angels?
with God?
with me?
alone?

It is a wall
bricks
I search for a door
I cannot enter

I cannot pull you back
hold you here
you are falling
away

I am far already
and nothing I can do
can stop the depths
reaching up to swallow you

Joel M Frye May 11

The Reaper may or may not be our friend,
depends on how much pain needs be reduced.
In time each one of us will meet our end;
we live as if we've not been introduced.

To Whom It May Concern:
When you've stared down the barrel long enough, you learn to ignore the vision...but you still listen for the click of the trigger.
Pamela Rae May 10

I wasn't prepared
for this amazing joy
that found its way to me
when you and I
decided to once again be
man and wife--
I hope you will forever be
a huge part of my life
and that we can slay the dragon
that threatens to steal you away
I'm sure we'll win--Cancer
won't have its final say--
we'll beat it back with our love and strength
and you know without doubt,
I'll go to any length
to fight for you and make sure we win
so for now...let's just live life
and truly begin
our life united in love forevermore
and when Cancer comes knocking
we'll not even answer the door!
©Pamela Rae 05.09.2017

We're loving married life! We both feel so blessed! The chemo has been postponed for a while and we're just going to enjoy things and keep believing in
our future! Life is such a blessing and a joy!
Thank you for positive thoughts and vibes!!! ❤️
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