The sun is coming back

Today is a great day because the sun peeped above the horizon today January 6, 2020.

That is the sun peeping up across the roof of the Inuvik hospital. It is a joyful time for people of the Arctic when the sun returns from its travels below the horizon for a few weeks in mid-winter.

Well, I will be publishing a cancer poem in a Canadian poetry magazine called fresh voices. Here is my poem, after review and editing:

A Journey

Diagnosis?

The words –

you have cancer,

put me on death row.

The cold grey iron foe

lurks

just behind the door,

a hide-and-seek monster

with a face of darkness and dismay.

Waiting

for the ax to fall,

for the pale bloodless skin of death

Cancer – evil incarnate,

trails a long black cloak,

smothers each victim.

Sexless – not man or woman,

outside time and space.

Yet – wind and oak whisper,

cherish the mistletoe,

a mystery healer.

Choose life, hope –

believe and thrive –

each day a blessing 

So there you have it. I hope that you can relate to it. I intend to write more poetry about the effects and feelings brought about by cancer.