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Though I don’t write about it too often here, (I’m sure some of you think I’m ‘out there’ enough already) I love poetry. However, I’ve found my main problem with appreciating poetry is finding poetry worthy of appreciation. Almost everyone who access to a Internet connection can publish some form of work in an [...]

This poem was written by Patsy Barrineau — who is no longer with us. These words really resonate with me.
The good thing about cancer
is that is speaks
in small sentences.
I listen attentively
as malignancy whispers:
Applaud yourself.
Hold her hand longer.
Hug her.
Buy it.
Say it.
Touch.
Kiss.
Smile.
Scream.
Laugh.
Cry.
Enjoy.
Live.
Yes.

All the chisels I’ve dulled carving idols of stone
That have crumbled like sand beneath the waves
I recklessly built all my dreams in the sand
Just to watch them all wash away
All the pennies I’ve wasted in my wishing well
I have thrown like stones to the sea
I have cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched endlessly
For a [...]