Blog, Breast cancer, Poetry, Writing

Waiting with #breast cancer

Anyone who’s experienced cancer treatment, or is going through treatment at the moment will identify with the endless appointments and time spent waiting. It’s a lonely time, particularly with coronavirus.

I’m Waiting…

Waisting time

Again

My life ticks

Away

No book 📖 

No phone 📞 

No newspaper 📰 

To settle into

As coronavirus reigns

Boredom remains

🌷🌸 🌷🌸🌷

One hour

Or three

Today

I’m feeling lucky

Maybe

Two hours…

My legs feel dead

I’ve been sat so long

I’m past caring

The outcome,

Whatever

🌷🌸🌷🌸🌷

I’m surrounded by

Pink

Flowery pictures;

🌷 🌷 

I feel smothered

By false kindness.

My name is called

Reality beckons me now

I have breast cancer 

Why is it

Pink

and flowery?

🌷 🌷 

Poem by Spiral white

Blog, Poetry, Time, Writing

The Passing of Time

black and white photo of clocks

Photo by Amar Saleem on Pexels.com

When I saw this photo it gave me a flash of inspiration. A mass of clocks all ticking at the same time. I think, as you grow older time seems to fly by; you sometimes find yourself wondering where the time goes…

 

The Passing of Time

 

Tick, tock, tick, tock

Faster and faster

Time flies by

In days

Then months

Into years….

*****

My head’s spinning

Where are we going?

Falling, further

And further…

 *****

It’s another new day

A baby cries

Longing for its milk

Placated by it’s bottle

 

Morning chorus singing

As a child murmurs

Teddy dangling from its hand

Questioning, all the time

 

Noonday sun shines bright

A school child plays

Dreaming of home time

But has no answers

 

In the heat of the afternoon

A teenager fashionista

Self consciously

Struggles to understand

 

In the fading sun

An adult works hard

Earning a daily living

Hoping to achieve

 

Darkness surrounds us now

As an old person reads

Looking for inspiration

What is it all for?

 *****

The tick, tock, tick, tock

Is it even faster and faster still….

Sadly, time

Slows for no one.

Poem by Nick