TOUCH AND SEE - CANCER POETRY - WRITINGS BY OSCAR WILDE

Sickness, especially Cancer can take away our hope and leave us depressed and feeling low. This poem, written by the one and only Oscar Wilde, expresses the hope in life itself, even when Cancer or Sickness has hold of us. He points out the yellow buttercup, the nature surrounding him, the sense that all is at peace. Cancer tries to take ones peace, it forces one to think of sickness, hospitals and hopelessness. In many ways we must always remember that all any of us have is the here and now - and nature is the best way to remember that.

We Are Made One with What We Touch and See
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each springimpassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change.

With beat of systole and of diastole
One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll
From nerveless germ to man, for we are part
Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill

One sacrament are consecrate, the earth
Not we alone hath passions hymeneal,
The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth
At daybreak know a pleasure not less real
Than we do, when in some freshblossoming wood
We draw the spring into our hearts, and feel that life is good

Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedalfashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors, and one
With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.

And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!.

We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!.
Oscar Wilde

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WHAT IS A BENIGN TUMOR - WITH A POEM ABOUT THE HEART AND HOPE

As the Heart Hopes by Lucy Maud Montgomery
It is a year dear one, since you afar
Went out beyond my yearning mortal sight¬
A wondrous year! perchance in many a star
You have sojourned, or basked within the light
Of mightier suns; it may be you have trod
The glittering pathways of the Pleiades,
And through the Milky Way's white mysteries
Have walked at will, fire-shod.

You may have gazed in the immortal eyes
Of prophets and of martyrs; talked with seers
Learned in all the lore of Paradise,
The infinite wisdom of eternal years;
To you the Sons of Morning may have sung,
The impassioned strophes of their matin hymn,
For you the choirs of the seraphim
Their harpings wild out-flung.

STOP - DO YOU KNOW WHAT A BENIGN TUMOR IS?

A benign tumor is a tumor that lacks all three of the malignant properties of a cancer. Thus, by definition, a benign tumor does not grow in an unlimited, aggressive manner, does not invade surrounding tissues, and does not metastasize. Common examples of benign tumors include moles and uterine fibroids.

But still I think at eve you come to me
For old, delightsome speech of eye and lip,
Deeming our mutual converse thus to be
Fairer than archangelic comradeship;
Dearer our close communings fondly given
Than all the rainbow dreams a spirit knows,
Sweeter my gathered violets than the rose
Upon the hills of heaven.

Can any exquisite, unearthly morn,
Silverly breaking o'er a starry plain,
Give to your soul the poignant pleasure born
Of virgin moon and sunset's lustrous stain
When we together watch them ? Oh, apart
A hundred universes you may roam,
But still I know¬I know¬your only home
Is here within my heart!

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COLON CANCER LINKS - WITH A POEM BY ANNE BRONTE

WHAT IS COLON CANCER?
Colon cancer is the cancer of the colon or Large Intestine, which is in the lower half on the disgestive system. About 120,000 people are diagnosed with Colon Cancer each year in America. Regular checks can help detect it at an early stage before it becomes Cancerous. For more information on - Click on the link for more information on Colon Cancer


Oh, They have Robbed Me of The Hope by Anne Bronte

Oh, they have robbed me of the hope
My spirit held so dear;
They will not let me hear that voice
My soul delights to hear.
They will not let me see that face
I so delight to see;
And they have taken all thy smiles,
And all thy love from me.

Well, let them seize on all they can: --
One treasure still is mine, --
A heart that loves to think on thee,
And feels the worth of thine.

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CANCER POETRY WITH INFORMATION ON BREAST CANCER TREATMENT

A SHADY FRIEND
A shady friend for torrid days
Is easier to find
Than one of higher temperature
For frigid hour of mind.

The vane a little to the east
Scares muslin souls away;
If broadcloth breasts are firmer
Than those of organdy,

Who is to blame? The weaver?
Ah! the bewildering thread!
The tapestries of paradise!
So notelessly are made!

BREAST CANCER TREATMENT
Breast cancer is a disease in which malignant (cancer) cells form in the tissues of the breast which is made lobes and ducts. It has blood vessels and lymph vessels.

. The lymph vessels carry an colorless fluid - Lymph

. Lymph vessels lead to organs called lymph nodes.

. Lymph nodes are small bean-shaped structures that are found throughout the body.

For more go to the - Breast Cancer Treatment section of Cancer.Gov
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THERAPEUTIC WRITING - DOES IT WORK?

So, can writing or reading be a form of Therapy? - who knows? what I do know is Poetry and Writing have made hard times that much easier. Words can comfort, they always have and they always will. Mostly, we live our lives through books, whether we know it or not. If we have religious beliefs we more than likely got them from a Book. If we went to college or University, we learnt almost all we know from a book. Words are very powerful, especially when we are looking for a deep comfort or understanding, that is why Cancer Poems will work. Because words are a huge part of it. It is comfort and wisdom through words when people need that the most.

You can find out alot about Cancer by going toNorthern California Cancer Center

This is a sort of humorous poem, but one I find lightens the heart.

THE HARLOT'S HOUSE - by: Oscar Wilde
E caught the tread of dancing feet,
We loitered down the moonlit street,
And stopped beneath the harlot's house.

Inside, above the din and fray,
We heard the loud musicians play
The "Treues Liebes Herz" of Strauss.

Like strange mechanical grotesques,
Making fantastic arabesques,
The shadows raced across the blind.

We watched the ghostly dancers spin
To sound of horn and violin,
Like black leaves wheeling in the wind.

Like wire-pulled automatons,
Slim silhouetted skeletons
Went sidling through the slow quadrille.

The took each other by the hand,
And danced a stately saraband;
Their laughter echoed thin and shrill.

Sometimes a clockwork puppet pressed
A phantom lover to her breast,
Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.

Sometimes a horrible marionette
Came out, and smoked its cigarette
Upon the steps like a live thing.

Then, turning to my love, I said,
"The dead are dancing with the dead,
The dust is whirling with the dust."

But she--she heard the violin,
And left my side, and entered in:
Love passed into the house of lust.

Then suddenly the tune went false,
The dancers wearied of the waltz,
The shadows ceased to wheel and whirl.

And down the long and silent street,
The dawn, with silver-sandalled feet,
Crept like a frightened girl.

CANCER POEMS – WISDOM-COURAGE-STRENGTH PROVERBS

The smoothest way is full of stones.

The truly rich are those who enjoy what they have.

Confidence is half of victory.

Take the bitter with the sweet.

Each day provides its own gifts.

Make love, not war.

Time heals all wounds.

Good weight and measure, are heaven's treasure.

If you desire many things, many things will be seem but a few.

If things are not as you wish, wish them as they are.

The AMERICAN CANCER SOCIETY has information and advice for everything connected to Cancer. It is well worth visiting their site and having a look around. It is full of information on ALL TYPES OF CANCER, treatments, support groups, and statistics related to Cancer.

HOPE IS A THING WITH FEATHERS - CANCER WRITING AND INFORMATION

Cancer is one of the worlds Greatest Killers, just the very word 'Cancer' can send shivers through anyones body. Some Cancers are obviously more aggressive than others, but all are serious and all require serious treatment. Preventive measures are very important, including saying 'NO' to smoking. Exercise and eating well can do the body a whole lot of good. If you want information on the facts and figures of cancer go to 2008 Cancer Facts and Figures and read. It is estimated more than seven million people will die this year because of Cancer - this is a sad statistic that should not be a reality.

HOPE IS A THING WITH FEATHERS - EMILY DICKINSON
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Writing through Cancer is an amazing site that gives a prompt each month in order to write poetry or essays in relation to one’s experience with Cancer.

'It is designed for those of you whose lives have been touched by cancer. Each week, I'll post a writing prompt designed to inspire you to write from your experience of cancer. Each prompt will be available on the site for one month'

I HIDE MYSELF FROM CANCER - FEAR OF SICKNESS

CANCER OF THE UTERUS
Approximately 6000 women in the UK develop endometrial cancer each year. The exact cause of womb cancer is not yet known. It most commonly occurs in women between the ages of 50 and 64 and after the menopause. Womb cancer rarely affects women under 40...to read more go to... Cancer Back-up

Hide away,
Hide away,
Hide away.

Run away,
Run away,
Run away.

Hide away,
Hide away,
Hide away.
It’s going to be ok.

WHAT IS CANCER - SIMPLE TERMS
Cancer is a term used to describe a group of illnesses all having certain common characteristics, including an over-growth of cells which forms a tumour. Tumours cause medical problems either directly by pressing on and damaging other nearby organs or indirectly by breaking off and invading other distant tissues and organs. Read more Cancer Writing - and go to our homepage.

GRATITUDE FOR BEING ALIVE – A GRATEFUL HEART IS A HOPEFUL HEART

Before you read this wonderful poem - have you ever heard of Pseudomyxoma Peritonei ?. Probably not. You can find out about this rare, slow growing cancer of the appendix by going to the CANCER BACK UP SITE. All cancers can be killers and it is good to have information on all of them. A quick diagnosis is the surest way to save lives from any Cancer. Enjoy the poem.

Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone,
(A very plain brown stone will do,)
That I may call my own;
And close at hand is such a one,
In yonder street that fronts the sun.

Plain food is quite enough for me;
Three courses are as good as ten;
If Nature can subsist on three,
Thank Heaven for three. Amen!
I always thought cold victual nice;
My choice would be vanilla-ice.

I care not much for gold or land;
Give me a mortgage here and there,
Some good bank-stock, some note of hand,
Or trifling railroad share,
I only ask that Fortune send
A little more than I shall spend.

Honors are silly toys, I know,
And titles are but empty names;
I would, perhaps, be Plenipo,
But only near St. James;
I'm very sure I should not care
To fill our Gubernator's chair.

Jewels are baubles; 't is a sin
To care for such unfruitful things;
One good-sized diamond in a pin,
Some, not so large, in rings,
A ruby, and a pearl, or so,
Will do for me; - I laugh at show.

My dame should dress in cheap attire;
(Good, heavy silks are never dear;)
I own perhaps I might desire
Some shawls of true Cashmere,
Some marrowy crapes of China silk,
Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.

I would not have the horse I drive
So fast that folks must stop and stare;
An easy gait - two forty-five
Suits me; I do not care;
Perhaps, for just a single spurt,
Some seconds less would do no hurt.

Of pictures, I should like to own
Titians and Raphaels three or four,
I love so much their style and tone,
One Turner, and no more,
(A landscape, - foreground golden dirt,
The sunshine painted with a squirt.)

Of books but few, - some fifty score
For daily use, and bound for wear;
The rest upon an upper floor;
Some little luxury there
Of red morocco's gilded gleam
And vellum rich as country cream.

Busts, cameos, gems, such things as these,
Which others often show for pride,
I value for their power to please,
And selfish churls deride;
One Stradivarius, I confess,
Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess.

Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn,
Nor ape the glittering upstart fool;
Shall not carved tables serve my turn,
But all must be of buhl?
Give grasping pomp its double share,
I ask but one recumbent chair.

Thus humble let me live and die,
Nor long for Midas' golden touch;
If Heaven more generous gifts deny,
I shall not miss them much,
Too grateful for the blessing lent
Of simple tastes and mind content!

INFORMATION ON IRISH CANCER SOCIETY - PLUS POEM BY EUGENE O'NEILL

The Goals of the Irish Cancer Society in Ireland, is to lead the way in creating an excellent service for Cancer Patients in Ireland. Prevention, early detection and cutting waiting times for vital tests and various research will be of the utmost importance.

A very high priority for the Irish Cancer Society is the implementation of a vigorous campaign on 'No Smoking', especially for young people and teenagers who get hooked early on and find it difficult to give it up at a later date, thus increasing the risk of Lung Cancer and other Cancers related to smoking. Information on Cancer is also made readily available to any Irish citizen as well as a host of resources and services including excellent hospital care, community based nursing and hospice services. Click for more information on The Irish Cancer Society


WRITING AND POETRY
This poem is a poem of Hope and Beauty. It tells us that the good days do come back, especially if we have hope. We need always keep hope close to our hearts.

FREE – EUGENE O’NEILL
Weary am I of the tumult, sick of the staring crowd,
Pining for wild sea places where the soul may think aloud.
Fled is the glamour of cities, dead as the ghost of a dream,
While I pine anew for the tint of blue on the breast of the old Gulf Stream.

I have had my dance with Folly, nor do I shirk the blame;
I have sipped the so-called Wine of Life and paid the price of shame;
But I know that I shall find surcease, the rest my spirit craves,
Where the rainbows play in the flying spray,
'Mid the keen salt kiss of the waves.

Then it's ho! for the plunging deck of a bark, the hoarse song of the crew,
With never a thought of those we left or what we are going to do;
Nor heed the old ship's burning, but break the shackles of care
And at last be free, on the open sea, with the trade wind in our hair.

From Ireland?
Please visit the THE IRISH CANCER SOCIETY and find out about all things related to Cancer in Ireland, including Treatment, Prevention, Fundraising and much more.

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Cancer is a desperate place to be.
Cancer never gives up.
It is there for the long fight.
It is the same as a boxer, who never gives up.
I must carry on fighting this Boxer because I have no where else to go.


ADRENAL CANCER
The adrenals are small glands that sit above each of the kidneys. The kidneys are found deep inside the upper part of the abdomen...Visit the

American Cancer Society for more information.

CANCER MAKES ME MAD - HOSPITALS MAKE ME SICK

If I see another ward.
It will make me sick.

If I see another Doctor,
It will make me sicker.

If I see another hospital dinner,
It will make me hungry.

If I feel another needle,
It will make me mad,

Cancer makes me mad,
Hospitals make me sicker.

If I don’t see home soon,
I might never see it.

One of the best blogs around is one called Cancer-Sucks-Ass - a blog about a young woman suffering from stag 4 Colon Cancer. It is an amazing blog on how to live with Cancer and still remain happy. Cancer treatment and therapy can be very difficult, both on family, friends and on the patient. Its good to see a blog like this. There are funny videos and real write-ups from someone who is living through Cancer and keeping positive.