The Exception To Enter Charlotte's Web - Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

The Exception To Enter Charlotte's Web -

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Sometimes the needles in her brain contract,
as if miasma penetrated her hemispheres,
dormant 'til the presentations rouse her stem,
by way of torching... the tips of her nerves,
until the host betakes her young breath,
an invasion she likens to fire thru' her lungs.

Her doctors have reviewed the episodic video,
taken those pictures that light up her body
Fools gold remission is all they've garnered,
some days go on forever, some end like months.
There be no utopia, no rush in this script;
at best, a cup of hours of temporary sanity-
within her head, through her toxic veins.

She has been to them all, the best in the field
and has earned the right to feel comfort again,
be it only a few hours each day, it's so important
that she have those few hours to lower her cross,
have life in ''her'' hands, if just for a few hours...
so she may place them over her heart
so she may still embrace hope.

Charlotte, you come with gifts bearing peace
as each day she prays for another day
and that is something special,
the belief in the miraculous,
but only because miracles.... do happen.



© 2015-All rights reserved
Frank James Ryan Jr. / FjR

Revised & Reposted 10-09-17

Monday, October 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: cancer,comforting,peace,release
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
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[The cannabis leaf is not a form of healthy life.
It has stolen a many brain of clear gray matter.
Yet, there be a formula of leaf none like all
the others... properties that differ from that
which were flying off in bags at Woodstock I,
nickel and dimed in spades at Monterey.
And hasn't life in our times taught us all
that almost every rule has its exception,
and, this is what I've recently accepted
despite my lifetime right-side aisle views,
anytime I see or read the wrenching stories
of those suffering terminally ill afflictions
that possess no cure, aside from death,
when crosses lean too heavy, hard 'n splintered,
pressing, pinching nerves to curve a spine.
Exceptions to the rule and law apply, here.
Last years breakthroughs are paving the way
for this years trials and hopeful panaceas.
Research has proven a plant once deemed evil
has stems of green leaf sowing seeds of good
good seeds for those who've born badly years,
to a point where the suffering is far beyond-
what a person should be expected to endure
or accept, as all good people do of strong faith
when summoned to shoulder heavy crosses,
that bear no good ending from this world.
Such people have earned the right to be exceptions,
to enjoy their time with comfort, and some smile,
...and the wind at their back blowing with Dignity]
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 09 October 2017

so she may place them place on her heart.............do you want two places? ? bri ;)

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