THE UNTHINKABLE

The words no longer held at bay
now escaping from our thoughts
to form upon our lips
to spill forth but

Still not ready to use the word "dying"
Use kinder words that skirt the unspeakable
Death now again approaches our door
It is not welcome, We are not ready

Does the bastard have to be so cruel
Strips one of his dignity, enters with pain and fear
and utter embarrassment
Forced to keep others out, knowing they will see

what evil it has already imposed upon his wasting body
His strange ally now only the cold porcelain of
a small, private room
Temporal wasting, hollow eyes, the empty stare

My conversations with him superficial
He knows I know, still be tries to hide
Loosing strength, losing hope, I fear he
will do the unthinkable to escape, to seize control

My older brother, the last of three
Now it is just down to me
The only girl, always protected by the three

Stands alone, and I don't know what to do

But to accept, and hate

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About This Poem

Last Few Words: Coming to grips with the approaching death of my last brother, who is suffering from end stage liver cancer The word cancer was never spoken in my family. Afraid we might "conjour it up" once more

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Texas, USA

Favorite Poets: rethinking this. have recently started reading the works of some of the greats, I will comment later

Comments

Roscoe Lane

12 years 3 months ago

A moving,

A moving, but also a very strong poem about loss and fear of cancer. It's good that you have at least written about it, and i hope it helps at such a sad time. I will not criticise this poem, just admire the courage it took to write this. Love Roscoe..

Linda Moses

12 years 3 months ago

Roscoe

Thank you for taking the time to read, and thank you for your kind comments. Linda

Roscoe Lane

12 years 3 months ago

I would,

I would love to help if i can, if you don't mind i'll write down a few ideas and see if it can get the ball rolling. Love Roscoe..

Linda Moses

12 years 3 months ago

Thank you Roscoe, I would

Thank you Roscoe, I would really appreciate the help.

Linda

Ian.T

12 years 3 months ago

Linda

My thoughts are there with you, I have myself been there where you are four times in the last four years.
Half the children of my parents have left to journey on, plus others, the list is growing.
I am lucky in many ways, one main way is that I know they go to a better place, where one day we will all meet again in some form, but a form of unconditional love where we will know them as we did here.
Hold your Kin in your love, deep in that lovely mind, , they will wait for us of that I am sure.
I send you my thoughts of warm ways that will keep you held in your time of need, Yours Ian.T and Friends xx

Linda Moses

12 years 3 months ago

Thank you Ian for your

Thank you Ian for your comforting words. I know we all face this sooner or later. None of us like it.

Linda

Seren

12 years 3 months ago

Dear Linda

There are a few places this one could use a tidy up but I cannot crit a personal poem such as this is, I am very sorry for your losses and I send my very best to you and your family

a touching poem, its heart renderingly sad, I pray you get the strength you need to get you through this terrible time

sincerely Jayne-Chloe