Let Me Tell You
I look back,
see that huge tumor,
not once think
not to cut
out what leaves my woman's parts
gone but me still whole.
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Future, not
here, is no concern.
I, today,
now am all
I am content taking words
from past to present.
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
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I'm participating in the #Trust30 challenge, an online writing/reflection initiative for which a prompt is posted daily. All of the prompts to date are here.
This poem, in Shadorma form, is my response to the eighth prompt from entrepreneur and Think Traffic founder Corbett Barr:
There will be an agreement in whatever variety of actions, so they be each honest and natural in their hour. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
What would you say to the person you were five years ago? What will you say to the person you'll be in five years?
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My responses to prompts to date, all in the form of poems, are:
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7 comments:
"I am content taking words from past to present"
beautiful! What an inspiring prompt and what a brilliant response!
Future, not
here, is no concern.
I love that. Thanks for sharing your #trust30 responses, Maureen. It's really powerful.
well done, you lovely woman of words.
New meaning to compression-- a lovely, moving poem, Maureen. xj
Oh there's nothing like that beastly cancer to make you live in the moment, is there? I, today, / now . . .
Ruth, when I went in for surgery, I did not know whether the tumor was or was not cancerous; it was an unusual, rapidly growing tumor that could not be assessed until it was removed. I opted to not run further risk and so had the extensive surgery. Fortunately, it turned out the huge tumor was benign. I got lucky. Cancer has had a long hold on my family.
I often wonder about that. The leaving a person whole part. Was talking with a friend who counsels at a cancer center yesterday. She said the patients have a private waiting area and leave through a sort of "secret" door. Privacy is one thing, but how it is not seen that these methods plant shame and fear just baffles me. Life is worth too much to carry a stigma.
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