Diagnosis (no. 2)

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the heart quickens
the brain clouds cognition

disappointment pursues

she sits inside the feelings
deep within the tangled mess
a space she owns

seven days
a basket beckons

the heart turns
pink is fashioned
paper reminders of love

spills into the woven container
each valentine named
John, Katie, Alan, Dan
Emma, Aiden, Owen, Noah
Doris, Susan, Beth, and Donna
(and many more she only knows)

pretty cut-outs whisper love
the cancer tries to cut out hope
wills her to lose heart

but she doesn’t
because it’s His Heart that holds
hers for safe keeping.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Beautiful, Donna.

    On Jun 30, 2017 5:49 AM, “Season Six(ty): life in the sixty something years” wrote:

    > Donna Thomas posted: ” the heart quickens the brain clouds cognition > disappointment pursues she sits inside the feelings deep within the tangled > mess a space she owns seven days a basket beckons the heart turns pink is > fashioned paper reminders of love spills into the wo” >

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  2. You craft words beautifully, Donna. But the most lovely thing about you is your ability to be present. Blessings on you.

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  3. Absolutely beautiful. My brother-in-law was diagnosed with a very rare and aggressive subset of Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma at the tender age of 25, my sister and their one-year old at his side. This past year has been one of the hardest we have endured. Emotional roller coaster doesn’t begin to describe it. “A space she owns… cancer tries to cut out hope” rings so very true. Our family doesn’t know yours, and yet, in some small part, we do. Today my family celebrates two months of remission… a year of memories where He held our hearts in safe-keeping. Thank you for writing and sharing… some are gifted with the ability to capture feelings and translate into words.

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    1. Thank you. My friend has multiple myeloma. She is like a sister to me. My writing is my gift to her. I’ve never written poetry in my life and I just keep getting these poems for her. I really think it’s a God thing. Good to “meet” you.

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