Expressive Writing topics

But wait...

Marjorie — Mon, 29 Oct 2018 02:26:24 GMT

I am in a dark place. I cannot see, there is ghostly silence.

But wait...did I feel a slight breeze upon my cheek, a whisper in my ear, "Don't give up." Is that you God? It's so dark in here, I cannot see.

But wait... there is a dim light ahead. Look! it is getting brighter, I hear birds singing.

I will not give up, God.

Why?

Marjorie — Wed, 24 Oct 2018 01:04:09 GMT

May first post, I'm nervous.

'Why? Why did I get cancer? Why have I survived. (So far). Is it because there are more things I need to do? Why me, why did I survive (Merkal skin Cancer) when my neighbour died from the same cancer? She was a beautiful soul. I ask the Universe these questions frequently. Maybe the answer will come one day, maybe not. I will keep searching. Thankyou for reading, Marjorie.

Dream Big

mayurakshi — Sat, 25 Aug 2018 02:13:22 GMT

Miracles happen when you want them to.

Close your eyes, Take a deep breathe and see a dream. The dream will keep you going. Don't stop dreaming..don't stop loving and don't stop living.

Softly

Steven — Mon, 21 May 2018 01:59:07 GMT

Softly soothing

The aches and pains

Caressing and de-stressing

Releasing the toxins within.

Sending them to who cares where

Gentle slender hands

Working the bunched muscles

Calming the bodies woes.

Sound of music relaxing the mind

Aromatic scents cleansing the senses

Drifting beyond this realm

Deep within yourself.

Guided by the skilful

Led to an inner world

Of peace, calm , tranquility

That which we can seek and find.

The changing colours behind the eyes

Yellow so bright

Blue so clear

Purple, lilac too.

Who are these angles with the skills to cleanse

Slowly re-surfacing

Embrace the day

Refreshed , relaxed.

January 2016.

(dedicated to those gifted in the art of relaxation and healing)

Every Heart we touch

Steven — Thu, 03 May 2018 00:13:50 GMT

Each lifes journey is different yet the same

We are born, we grow , we learn

We love, we fight, we cherish

Our friends, our families

Never knowing what is in store

Edging closer to the distant shore

When we are finally no more

Just a memory to those left behind

All we can hope is to leave fond thoughts and dreams

A little of us in each and every heart we touch

January 2013

A year after the start of my continuing journey

Survivorship

Adrian72 — Mon, 23 Apr 2018 05:57:05 GMT

'No relationship is all sunshine, but two people can support each other, share one umbrella and survive the fiercest storms together.'

New Day

Adrian72 — Thu, 19 Apr 2018 04:52:37 GMT

Dawn slowly arises

Caressing the earth with its gentle rays

It beckons me forth into the new day

I am sleepy and warm.

My fading sight

Steven — Thu, 12 Apr 2018 02:39:38 GMT

My fading sight still see's so vivid, crisp and clear

Remembering the beauty and magic of years long past.

Bringing fond memories of sight, sense and sound.

The smell of a rose, the sting of the thorn.

The sound of a rippling stream over rocks cool and embracing.

My first kiss, my first love,

Happy times and the sad.

Our first embrace that feeling of happiness and joy.

Clouds in the sky, long sunsets and radiant dawns.

The colours, the quietness and the clashing noise,

Waves on the shore, birds in song, wind through the trees.

Even as the shadows emerge our mind can still recall,

The birth of a child, the feel of their hand grabbing your finger, that special smell.

That first cry, word, step and fall.

The memories of life vivid, crisp and clear.

November 2012

" FATE"

Steven — Thu, 12 Apr 2018 02:30:26 GMT

A little dark this one as thaat was the space I was in :

Drifting, floating from day to day

Never a worry, just a daze.

No thoughts, no dreams

Blissfully ignorant.

Should I care

What comes next or stay unaware.

Cant change my fate

Accepted it and now just wait.

Eaten from inside

No tears left.

No self pity

Made my peace.

Got up off my knees

Said my goodbyes

Watching as it slides away

Distant far removed.

Always love you.

September 2015

Cancer leave me be.

Steven — Wed, 11 Apr 2018 04:08:36 GMT

Drifting in and out of this strange state

Enduced by something foreign to me

Seeing things differently

Black as white

Blue as grey

Colours changing different hues

What have you done

Life was set

Planned and finite

Now tossed about

Like a cork in the sea

Not what I want

Nor asked for

Controlling my fate

Life, adventure all on hold

I don't hate you

But don't want you

Cancer just let me be

September 2016.

Expressive Writing Forum

Steven — Wed, 11 Apr 2018 03:54:32 GMT

Thank you to the Cancer Council for making this forum available for survivors to express themselves and talk about their journey, which while are all individual are somewhat the same.

When I was first diagnosed I went through the range of emotions that you would expect: anger, desperation, fear, self pity, concern for my loved ones, horror and self denial.

Asking the usual questions , why me, why now, what can I do, how long, what was the cause? Searching for the answers and not really finding any.

Being an active and I believed healthy person it hit me hard, left me breathless. After surgery I just had to slow down and go through the recovery phase, difficult for all and certainly played with my emotions.

I couldnt run, swim or box, my lifetime strategy for releasing anger and frustration, I had to look elsewhere for that release. My solution was to put to pen my thoughts, express my inner most fears and the like.

While I didnt intend on sharing these thoughts I have enjoyed the process of sharing a few on here, we are not alone, we have support, we have a bond and we are on a journey together yet alone.

There is nothing wrong with baring our souls, some ofmy pieces are very dark others more lifting depending on where I was at the time with my recovery, remembering that we are but human and hopefully our thoughts can assist others as they too journey through this mine field of emotions.

I dont claim to be anything other then a simple man embracing my illness and battling forward, hanging in there looking for each new morning to rise.

Happy to talk with others.

Regards Steve

Ghostly Gum

Steven — Mon, 09 Apr 2018 23:28:19 GMT

Slowly the sun rises from behind the ghostly gum

Bringing mornings vista to life

Reflecting back the glorious show

Shadows removed now revealing all the hidden shapes to view

Creating and releasing silky textures

Pinks, greys, greens, reds, colours plentiful

A beautiful display

New day dawning

A pleasure for all to see

Hope renewed

August 2017

First Time

Steven — Wed, 04 Apr 2018 22:28:25 GMT

The first time it happened,

Filled with fear and dread,

Not hearing yet listening

To the words as they explained.

Yes its a tumor, malignant and you struggle

Your mind a whirl

Emotions ever changing

The stress and agony closing down your brain.

Supporters all saying

You will be fine

Be positive

I know how you feel.

I want to scream, you don't know, you have no idea

How do you know it will be fine

It's growing inside me.

They remove it, got it all they say

But it returns 5 fold, coursing through your veins

It spreads, it widens

Under the knife once again.

Be strong, be positive

I know how you feel

We got it all

Is this for real

Then before you know it

Once more the same.

Twice as many as last time

I weep for my sanity

I try to be strong

Support my supporters, keep them strong.

Return to work

Face those who don't know

How could they

Have they felt it

Have they gone through the show

I don't wish it on anyone.

Can but hope that its gone this time

Don't think that I can face it

It's too draining

It's humbling

It's slave

It eats away at your body

Your soul.

March 2017.

Rain

Adrian72 — Tue, 03 Apr 2018 00:43:23 GMT

Rain

Falling from the sky

Like tears tumbling down

Sadness from the clouds

The streets are wet

The earth is damp

Frogs sing together

Leaves are washed down drains

I feel the rain on my face and skin

I am still here

Alive, thankful, enriched

A child of Mother Earth

Reflections

chrishayward — Sat, 10 Jun 2017 02:46:11 GMT

REFLECTIONS
I look in the mirror to the face reflected back at me
Is this me?
The Cancer treatment has robbed me of my hair, my lashes & eyebrows
Who is this bald person reflected back at me? is it really me?
My face is pale and gaunt looking, my listless eyes
That was three months ago…
Now……..
My hair is slowly growing back, my lashes and eyebrows
My hair is silver and dark, the silver frames my face
My face has colour, my eyes sparkling and bright
I can see me
It is me reflected in the mirror?
I am me again, But only in my reflection

Let Your Tears Fall

chrishayward — Sat, 10 Jun 2017 02:44:35 GMT

LET YOUR TEARS FALL

Don’t let anyone ever tell you do not cry
For they have never felt the pain and devastation of being diagnosed with a Cancer or disease that can take their life
Let Your Tears Fall
We all have triggers that bring the tears,
The fears to the surface
We all fear what the future holds
Let Your Tears Fall
They give us the release we need,
The solace we seek
Never be afraid to
Let Your Tears Fall

My Cancer Journey Poem

chrishayward — Sat, 10 Jun 2017 02:39:28 GMT

My Cancer Journey
It can silence courage; however you find a courage you never knew you had
It will cripple your love and self esteem
It will eat away at your thoughts; keep the monsters at bay
Cancer is limited to only you, it’s your journey
It can kill friendships and the ones it does;
You were not meant to keep
You will acquire new friendships along your journey

Other people’s cancer stories, friends just love relaying them to you, hold your hand up STOP!
I really don’t want to hear: be strong this is your journey!
It can corrode your faith and leave you wondering what’s it all about?
It can destroy your confidence, leave you feeling unloved, betrayed by your own body
It will leave you sad and sick with worry

This is your journey: your story, don’t be afraid to be you again, life is precious; this is your time don’t waste it on people who want to bring you down, plan your life with lots of things you want to do, family time, holiday time, time to yourself, to be just you, we are worth it!
This is our time so……
Put a smile on your face your lipstick on and into the world we go 

Chris Hayward 2013-14

Happy World Poetry Day!

Katekat — Tue, 21 Mar 2017 02:45:18 GMT

In the words of the United Nations...

"Poetry reaffirms our common humanity by revealing to us that individuals, everywhere in the world, share the same questions and feelings."

What's your favourite poem?

BC - SBW

sandycee — Tue, 14 Mar 2017 07:06:33 GMT

I'm going to write about my journey as a now SBW (Single Breasted Woman).
I think it is good therapy. It is coming up to 6 years now so I think it is time I got it off my chest so to speak. Anyone else game enough to do the same? It is really about the journey now..