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Words

Page history last edited by April Sopczak 13 years, 6 months ago

Daddy

That’s a word I haven’t used

in a while.

But lately it has been slipping

from my lips like

paper on the wind,

floating through my mind

and resting in my heart

which has been slowly

dripping lead into the

pit of my stomach

ever since I heard the word Daddy

coupled with another word.

Cancer.

That word has brought on a torrent of

words

that have flooded my world

ever since.

Pancreas, surgery, the Whipple procedure,

prognosis, survival rates, chemo, radiation,

treatments, hospital stays, stage and spread,

next of kin, living will, pathology report, and

on and on.

Too many words.

My head is heavy.

I worry, wait, and wonder

as I long to hear the word

Daddy

coupled with another word.

Remission.

Comments (16)

Poetry slam on the 26th you should most defiantly sign up!

where is this happening?

I love how this poem flows when you say it out loud. If there's any direct experience in it, I wish you the best and will send some positive 'vibes' your way. I know what it means when Daddy is in danger. It's like the earth loses its gravitational pull.

Thank you. It is direct and current experience. The way you describe the feeling is very accurate.

Beautiful! Truly wonderful poetry. I wish I could write like this.

This is awesome!

Chanting with you, April, for solidity, and for smooth transition awareness. Your poem resonated with me, yesterday, October 25th, which is my Dad's birthday and my parents' anniversary. After he Transitioned, we made a wiki page for him: http://wyrd2thewiki.pbworks.com/w/page/walk-humbly-with-your-God

Thank you, Andrea and Ehle! Thank you, Trey, for your caring words. You can understand what I am feeling on such a deep level.

We received some wonderful news today. The pathology report came back today. Dad's cancer was limited to a 1 cm carcinoma in the pancreatic head. Of the 17 lymph nodes that were removed, not a single one showed any markers of cancer. He will still have to go through chemo and radiation, but the doctor's believe that Dad is going to be just fine!

I'm also glad to hear this, April! I really hope that everything is going well for you.

That's good news, April! (obviously) I like what you did with the idea and the experience. Writing can be such a great outlet and a great way to find stability when there is no stability.

ah, the wyrds that wyrd weaves.

I stayed with my Dad in the hospital after his surgery. After he had a bad spell in the middle of the night, I sat up watching him sleep and just thought and thought and thought. Our discussion on wyrds came to mind and then this did as well. I would never consider myself a poet, but I think you inspired me on this one, Adam. And Heidi is right, it was an excellent way to get the thoughts out of my overly full head.

You are definitely a poet, April. If only all the thoughts in our overly full heads could transition to the page in such a remarkable way as this! Beautiful words inspired from an ugly disease. Souls communicating with souls. So glad to hear your dad's surgery went so well!

That's great news, April. How about a poem to celebrate? Take care.

Dad just had his firt post chemo PET scan. His body is clear of cancer!

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