Body Snatcher Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

In season of red and gold leaves exchanging places with lush green
and dancing with wind's music as they descend on the ground to make a fresh start in spring.

He snatched the clip board from my hand as if it were his body,
then commence taking his eyes and ears and voice back...
'Dearest wife
I want [myself] me back! '

I'll take myself with tubes dangling from
[my] love handles and may river of tears,
my heart beating like a captive bird's
and my fear crowding out hope, and even
my cries that sound like moaning wind
I'll even take the hidden malignancy
yellowing my body throughout...but dear,
leaving my sweet heart!

Awakening from my ill, I commence
hovering over my own body like a
helicopter over a landing field
Yet in great pain, I gathered up
the left over parts.
'Nothing can ever take
you from me nor
I from you! '


By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
August 19,2011

My dear husband, realizing that you were not snatching the clip board
-from me-that held the application that elicits history about your health. I wrote this poem honoring the courage you've shown in the fight to destroy the disease attacking your body. You knew you had to snatch your 'body'(I was holding unto for dear life) from me, so that, together with love of family and friends we can defeat the disease!