Cancer Journal

I had my PSA checked again today.  Again, it was too low to be detectable. I have joined a cancer support group that meets twice a month.  It is for those who have survived cancer for quite a while--we call ourselves long haulers.  It's been three years for me which qualifies me as a long hauler but I'm the shortest hauler there.  5-6 of us sit around in a circle.  The talk about our cases, other's cases, how kids have handled the news (it grows them up fast) insurance complications etc.  There is plenty to talk about.  Even though my case is the most trouble-free there, I do have things to say.  Universals that resonate for all.  I am happy to participate in my community, albeit, one that is a secondary part of my life. One of the members advised that we listen to "It's Okay" by Nightbirde.  The song is on YouTube.  A live performance is there  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WU3Avwch3gw but also a recording with the lyrics s...

   Down, Down.  Down to the Ground.  That’s what happens, alright.  Following a schedule of its own.  Each flight, a pleasant flutter,  except that it bespeaks  bare trees and falling snow. There is a sort of death as leaf leaves tree,  its photosynthetic work done. The final act, full of excitement and daring, as the kite flier who jumps off the cliff, Its destination, a dark moldering. Nature’s composter as it converts to soil. No need to be goosed by some store-bought enzyme. It will come back to earth in its own good time. There to continue its gentle organic cycle in a kind of reincarnation. Here is my most recent poem, submitted to my writer's group. Some discussion as to whether the guy jumping off the cliff might be a para-sailor although they may be over water. Someone thought that "a kind of reincarnation" was 'mealy mouthed'. It should be simply "reincarnation". Gee, I think that is wrong. Reincarnation is a different deal and...