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.

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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 POETRY - THERE IS A BIRD ON MY SHOULDER

CANCER POEMS – THERE IS A BIRD ON MY SHOULDER

There’s a bird on my shoulder,
He is waiting oh so long,
He is waiting for the role call,
He is singing sorry songs,

There’s a bird on my shoulder,
Just about to fly away,
He is making tears for winter,
To get him through the day,

There’s a bird on my shoulder,
I am trying to let him be,
But its taking me forever,
To accept that bird is me.

PROSTATE CANCER - IT BEST TO BE TESTED

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Because most prostate cancers are slow growing and many occur in older men, they may not be a threat to life. A man may therefore have this cancer, but it may not cause him any trouble.
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If prostate cancer is detected and treated before it spreads beyond the prostate, it can be cured. Surgery which removes the whole prostate, or radiotherapy which destroys the cancer, can cure it.
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The PSA test (explained below) can indicate prostate cancer at an early stage. If prostate cancer is detected after it has extended beyond the prostate area it can be slowed down by hormone treatments, radiotherapy and chemotherapy.
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If you have urinary symptoms such as frequent emptying of the bladder and a weak urinary stream, this is probably not due to prostate cancer, but to benign prostate enlargement (non-cancer growth).
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Benign enlargement of the prostate does not 'turn into' cancer

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