Fingertips Up To The Sky

Dedicated to strong, kind, amazing leukemia patient Barbara.

Sterile white walls hold no sympathy

to the ones whom you hold

and on the outside, we are faded

yet we are strong, just cold

 as our heartbeats race

and we take our final breath

and our arms our last embrace

do we think, is this truly death?

Because it's far too warm in your arms

far too calming, too sacred to die

and so when I whisper to myself

maybe this so-called death is a lie.

 

And you pray, and you pray

for that one morning when

the doctor says your free

and you walk away, without a single sin

it's impossible for you

to be damned, my dear

your far too incredible and young

so just stick around a little while here.

 

And in a few years,

you and your children will say

how scared you were to die

but you were able to hold it at bay

and when they ask you how you

lived, you'll just smile and sigh

and think to yourself

fingertips up to the sky

 

 

Dedicated To Barbara,

who is strong, kind, wise,

and the happiest leukemia patient I've ever met.

Author's Note

This poem means no matter how many troubles you are in, there's always a way out.

Reviews

[Forever Hidden]

I'm stumped on what to say. Great. Used that. Cool. Nah. I know!


FABULOUS!

[BLBrown]

So beautiful. Thank you so much for honoring me with your words...you 11 year old wunderkind you! This does fill my heart, you have no idea. You have a big heart and it will only grow as you age.

I always tell my daughter that she always has choices, she is never in a hole she can't climb out of...your poem really speaks to that.

Have you heard of writing collaboration? It is where one person writes a poem, then the 2nd person takes it and reworks it, then it goes back to the first person for more reworking, and so back and forth until the original writer (you) are satisfied. We could do that with this poem if you want. I've done many collaborative writings with friends and it can be a lot of fun. It always amazes me what people can come up with.

Let me know if you want to do this on this poem or any other just for fun. I always find that my poems end up better in the end...which is always the goal!

Fingertips to the sky!!
Barbara

[A. V. Madison]

I started to cry when I read what you said! Thank you so much, dear.

And I would be so honored to collaborate with you. I used to do a lot of those on other writing sites, but I kind of stopped and wanted to write on my own time and to my own tune. But I kind of miss collaborations, so I'm sure we could work something out! Why don't you message me sometime and we'll get to work.

Yes, fingertips up to the sky! Haha.
Maddie

[BLBrown]

Ok, I'll take what you've written and tweak it and send it back to you. This should be fun.