Bev Flynn's Blog, page 27

tines

Threads of tinesas patience... windslike fingertips, to snow.They representthis weight, of firelain underside... my soul

mercy

Poet souls,in gatheringwhispers... thin as ghostsa shy, heroic honestypans... the boundsof distant frostdivinations...cast, to cornersmercy, at the alter#poetstorm #poetrycommunity

one-quarter done #radiation

Snowflake soot, and Limoncello

#fuckyoucancer

It is, a fragmentary roaddiscreet... and disconnectedwith faith and closure... in the clearing.Startedmy radiation yesterday!!!Positivity.Focused... in the light#fuckyoucancer #fuckcancer

Pale, the gift of words

Pale,the giftof words, convergingpapery bones... and Fahrenheit.When Winter is Gone, and You... move onjust know, your versehas warmed me... in it's light

latch

Tremulous...affectionalthose noble feelings, borne... of light.But tender... is the dreamerwho, latches ....to the night

freewrite

night defense...seclusion, her protectionprivate words, untouched... lay unalignedholdback, through the dormantshe freewrites...to her essenceon the inside

slight, of sentence

She... is slight, of sentenceand shy, interiorshe's penned alive... insideit's here, she builds her healshe digsa wild space, withinof snowdrift-merry screama winter-pale, adrenalin... release

chemic language

Reckoning through this process... of change, and carcinoma.To say I'm grateful... for the love and positivity given to me by my incredible family and friends, and the continued gift of optimistic news on this unexpected experience of breast cancer... would be a wicked understatement.Through these endless hospital appointments, and the learning of a new chemic language... Onco scoring, Her2, Letrozole, recurrence, node negative, er/pr scores... it is a baptism into the radioactive fire.I am gr...

Poetry, and splinters

Hymns,and winter witheringsas poetry, and splintersfill the airlovers... retouch memoriesthat leave their past, undone.Poets...wend through diariesdigging words, of morerooted... to the sun