Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem: Cry Tears

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

Monday, October 9, 2006


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