Cry Tears
I cry tears
Drops of joy loving you
Cleansing streams down my cheek
I cry tears
Not sad ones today
Awash, my tears swim
Gliding along contours of a face
With an ear to ear grin
I cry tears
Whether real or imagined
The heart of a streaming river
Beautifully woven into a tender path
I cry tears
And they are warm
They are sweet
I cry tears that speak ... I love you, I love you, I love you ...
Copyright SGW 2005
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Poem: Cry Tears
Monday, October 9, 2006
Colonoscopies
Anyone who reads this site knows about My Cancer Story. One of the things that has come along with my post-cancer experience is the need for keeping on top of my health. I see my oncologist every year for a Chest X-Ray and blood work, go every three years for a CT-Scan, get a physical every year and a half that includes a PSA, and I get a colonoscopy every three years or so.
A lot of people are afraid of colonoscopies, or they simply figure they are an unnecessary hassle. What they are, are potential life savers that will either provide for a clean bill of health or find problems before they become far more dire. Any procedure has a risk attached to it, and a colonoscopy is no different. However, if you are in your forties or have a family history that suggests an earlier need, a colonoscopy is a wise choice.
They are not too bad either. The day before prep is pretty shitty (pun intended), but beyond that, you get an IV, go to sleep, wake up a little bit later and go home with a bit of bloated gas.
I urge people who should be scheduling colonoscopies to do so, and soon. To ignore something does not mean it is not there.
Sunday, October 1, 2006
Poem: Write A Poem
Write A Poem
Could write a poem
Reeking of frustration
Showing itself in resignation
A sense of pervasive despair
And anger would flash
Reckless wrath in all directions
Could write a poem
Dripping in sadness
Melancholic suffering formed
Revealing uncontrolled impatience
Shadows of time's eclipse
An "alone" unmasking oldness
Could write a poem
Where destiny intersects
Cursed to failure
A hopeless unhappiness
Given to an enduring beat
Rhythmically repeating "Not for you, not for you"
Could write a poem
Yes, I could write a poem
Copyright SGW 2006