Lambs to the Slaughter
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Getty Images via Unsplash
Is everyone here filled with dread,
or am I the exception?
These people seem too tranquil for
Oncology reception.
Life Lessons Poems
Writing “life lessons” poems is one of the ways I connect with and learn from life. They help me move myself through the inevitable ups and downs with as much grace as possible. And what better way to find grace than in the words of a poem? Thank you for gracing me with your presence here, and don’t forget to send a request my way before using my life lessons poems. (Please include full copyright information on every copy. For internet use, a link back to the poem on this site is required.)
FINDING THE POEM YOU WANT: As you scroll through this section, read each snippet sample (usually the first four lines) to get a feel for the poem. When you find something you like, click “CONTINUE READING” to view the entire poem.
Follicle Fallout
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
My hair is falling down like rain –
disaster in the making.
These wisps and tendrils, once admired,
are borderline law-breaking.
The House of Me (Edited)
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Scott Webb on Unsplash
We build ourselves just like a house
in this sojourn on earth.
Creatively, we’ve got the skills –
a blessing of our birth.
I’m doing some restructuring
I thought I’d done already.
And yet this house, however loved,
is holding less than steady.
Cancer Drains, Love Remains
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
Getty images GptOZO on Unsplash
A quiet room, a sterile room,
cold womb for the unwilling.
I sat there feeling quite alone,
my cup of sorrow filling.
Chemo: A Walk into the Jungle
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
AI generated image
It’s good, sometimes, to recognize
your fear and give it space,
to realize what’s eating you
so you can give it grace –
to walk into the jungle’s lair
with eyes wide open, knowing
that crocs and cobras watch and wait,
while jaguar eyes are glowing.
On Cairns and Aiming High
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Markus Spiske on Unsplash
I’m attracted to cairns, and
I think I know why.
I do love a good rock, and these
point toward the sky.
The foundation is solid, a
wide, flat, smooth stone –
placed and chosen with care
to bear weight on its own.
hope street
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jon Tyson on Unsplash
come on, let’s kick it
feel the beat
swing those arms, bruh
groove them feet
Ours to Own
©2024 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Leila de Haan on Unsplash
Even the peaceful soul must know distress.
Knowledge was never gleaned from nothingness.
Duress is key, yet joy brings lessons too.
Bitter and sweet (combined) divine what’s true.