ode to cancer

Something that touches us all, but who would write an ode to it?  Here are a couple of stanzas from “ode to cancer”:

you target

attack

I maneuver

fight

you can’t break me

your shadow ambushes

you want everything

© 19 June 2018

Cindy B. Stevens

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dandy lion

This poem begins with a sense of hopelessness, but transforms to freedom and power.  Three stanzas of “dandy lion”:

this night

I know why

I dream

I cry

no wing

no eye

no control

I die

I raise

fluffed lace

catch my star’s

birthplace

I’m a faithful

pale whore

dandy lion

I roar

© Cindy B. Stevens

6 October 2016

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this grief

These lines are from “this grief”, a raw, personal poem:

there’s a grief that leaks from me

my pores squeeze it

it washes my skin

drips off my fingernails

did you ever get over the death of your brothers?

asked a voice in my dream this morning

my daughter

my brothers

these griefs hug my ribs

they’re why I cry

the wind

it’s what makes me hate cold days

the sting

bite

freeze tears on my cheeks

that’s all I have to say about my dead

© 23 June 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

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yellow wall

I shared “yellow wall” with a friend, who said it was creepy.  It’s a conversation that popped in my head and I think you can appreciate its creepiness with these lines:

some of the walls here are an interesting shade of yellow

                        it’s mucus

sort of like some old hospital walls are puke green?

                        no

so what do you mean?

                        on my first morning here, I walked down the East Hall, touched each light

switch

                        I ran my fingers along the wall, it was slimy

did you mention that to anyone?

                        no, that afternoon it was grainy, like sand

you’re keeping this information to yourself

                        yeah, except see that guy staring out the window?

                        This morning I told him about the walls.  He told the nurse someone

whispered that some walls were made of mucus.

what did she say?

                        nothing

then, what’s the problem?

                        she gave him more medication

© 3 January 2020

Cindy B. Stevens

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too afraid

Hard to decide which pieces of “too afraid” to share with you, but decided on these:

my fear is a book

shoved on the library shelf

I don’t want to read

my tear

bores a damp spot

a worm that eats its way through

I want an old reel-to-reel home movie

I’m hungry

but too afraid to bite the apple

© 21 October 2016

Cindy B. Stevens

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riptide

Here are 6 lines from “riptide”, a Palindrome:

I drown me

dredged through salt storm

wrapped in squid

weightless

 

unspoken power

my temples tremble secrets

© Cindy B. Stevens

28 July 2017

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