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Tuesday 20 March 2018
Monday 19 February 2018
Thursday 15 February 2018
Poem of the day
Roller Coaster Disaster
By Jacquline Munro
Have you ever been
On a roller coaster
In your dream
When the ride
starts
The world around
you glistens
Refreshing and
clean
Fun and happiness
Engulfs your
emotional esteem
But wait the ride
Has not started
The world
Has suddenly become
darker
A crumbling
emotional reality
Hits you harder
No stopping this
roller coaster master
No stopping the
next emotional
Or disappointing
disasters
A Catastrophe
outrageous moment encounters you
Stampedes
demolishing humanity
Like a selective
transformer
Picking out those
Who will be
incriminated
By the roller
coaster master
Then the sharp turn
Slows down the ride
a glimmer of light
Comes into sight
For a short while
Before a shadow
Of colluding
confusion
Hits the roller
coaster ride
Near the end
I will count to ten
And hope this
Poem of the day
Liberated
By Jacquline
Munro
Today I feel
quite liberated
Captivated
By my new
appearance
My body’s
less enhancement
Of one
breast less
My body
feels enchanted
By the
beauty of its disfigurement
Enveloped
like a little package
Compared to
the right breast enlargement
But I want
you to understand
I feel
liberated
Fascinated
Rejuvenated
When dressed
At the
appearance of my contour
One big one
small
Not
understanding the excitement
A moment in
time
that my
inner feeling enjoys
The
endurance of cancers complex eccentricity
Is like a
relationship with uncertainty’s
Even though
I await
The results
If I am
cancer free
I still feel
liberated
Controlled
and embracing
My new body
I am happy
free
A somebody
Not a nobody
Poem of the day
One
breast less
By
Jacquline Munro
Something
that in a life time
You
will never think will happen to
One
or more
After
being marked up and prodded
The
hardest thing was the pain block
Expertly
placed and pushed into my back
Was
the only time I bawled
I
wanted to leave run away
Crawl
out of the theatre
By
the side door
Was
my decision right
To
remove my left breast tonight
The
anaesthetist took over
The
last and the first to be seen
And
I was wheeled onto the ward
Not
knowing what
The
morning will bring
When
I touched my left breast
Which
was my best
When
breastfeeding it was
The
pudding breast flavours
She
caressed
But
today I am frightened
To
look at it
As
there is nothing there
Examination
from the surgeons
Delighted
with their works
Inflation
to start in January
I
have got over the worst
Lots
of pain
But
controlled by a switch
So
I will rest
That
is my ordeal
Of
the removal of my left breast
Poem of the day
Lost memory
By Jacquline Munro
Have you ever lost your memory
And don’t know where you are
Don’t remember your address
The name of your street
If the walls were brick
Or concrete
Have you ever looked
Around you
And think why am I here
What am I meant to be doing
What am I meant to be saying
My mind is betraying
My memory is fading
Struggling
Diminishing
Demolishing
This new feeling is amazing
Frustrating
Soul searching of who I am
Am meant to be
Now not then
Have you ever tried to have a thought
The thought is empty
The emptiness is compressed
But I don’t feel like a mess
I don’t feel I should contest
Or protest
With my lost memory
It’s like holding
Onto sugar
In a hot tub of mucus
Which is useless
Have you ever lost your memory
I have
Maybe it’s time to move on
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