~ Poems of Love ~

The following poems have been written by me, for my husband Hamada, who suffered from Multiple Myeloma [IgG Kappa] a cancer of the plasma cells, which are found in the bone marrow. After many months of chemotherapy, contracting pneumonia twice, once given only twelve hours to live and having three bad fractures to his spine and also showing in his Pelvis, he made it to four years seven months. The Multiple Myeloma attacked his Kidneys first showing at diagnosis in May 2006 leaving Hamada only a small percentage of kidney function. He never complained, using his most amazing smile even when I knew he had severe pain. Hamada underwent a Stem Cell Transplant using his own 'harvested stem cells' . During October 2007 he spent seventeen days in the "Centre For Clinical Haematology" at Nottingham City Hospital UK. where he achieved this transplant. We had a scare at six months after transplant, when told 'the beast was back' but subsequent tests showed a partial remission. Again in early 2009 it was confirmed that Hamada was out of remission He fought again during 2010 with newer chemo type drugs. First with Velcade and then with Revlimid but to no avail. His Kidneys were failing further and Hamada chose not to have dialysis. This blog contains poems and updates, written for Hamada, telling of our life together.
Now a beautiful book has been published, see http://www.susiehemingway.com/books/
showing Hamada's personal fight against Multiple Myeloma in the first fifty 'poems of love' written by me his wife. I hope you like these poems of love and also 'our story' dedicated to Hamada, who passed away peacefully at home on 23 November 2010 after a most courageous fight against Multiple Myeloma.

17 June, 2007

I Was Looking For You




I was looking for you
when hot days seared my mind
and starlit nights were often kind,
when all those handsome boys danced by,
I was looking for you.

When warm breezes brushed my cheeks
and I had studied for weeks and weeks,
when I could swim in warm blue seas
and honeysuckle were full of bees,
I was looking for you.

When I was walking along the shore
and knew that I could give no more,
when underneath my feet the shells
ground, and there my life was turned around,
I was looking for you.

On Autumn days which coloured red,
we laid together, in soft warm bed
when reaching through the sweet dusk light
I held you in my arms so tight.
I was looking for you.

I was looking for you when
crisp white snow did cover the ground
when my cheeks were pink
and yours still brown,
I was looking for you.

I was looking for you,
as I searched along the way
when you used that smile
that changed my life
that way,
I was looking for you.........





@ Copyright 2006

9 comments:

sara wilson said...

Scummy, this is wonderful, a great poem from sara

Susie Hemingway said...

Thank you so much for your great comments.

Anonymous said...

This poem is so lovley, the adjectives paint the picture and the verbs set the tone. I related to this poem, it made me understand that no matter where you are, if your touched by love, you will see the beauty in everything around you.

Susie Hemingway said...

Thank you anonymous, your comments are really great.
Sincere Wishes to you.

Svetoslav said...

There is Good Music in your poems
Svetoslav.

Susie Hemingway said...

Thank you Sven from 'MySpace' kind words indeed.

Anonymous said...

I am looking too, wonderful John Clarke

Susie Hemingway said...

Dear John. I sincerely hope you find all you are looking for - remember it is never too late to find real love xxx

Janice Thomson said...

How sweet and lovely!
Having just found love at the age of sixty I can testify it is the same feeling as it was for you. :)

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