~ 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 January, 2010

My Quiet One - by Susie Hemingway

January 2010.

My quiet one besotted with sleep
curled and safely snug
through this Winter he makes no sound
in dreams of slumber,
as painful as this time for me
he camouflages 'neath cosy cover,
gentle soft in quiet ways
to waste away these snowy days,
no trouble or requests he makes
just smiles and very slow of pace
dark eyes tired has he
with legs that will not set him free,
these stormy shadows cast on weathered heart
I see it all... no blindfold for me.

Purple days that dwindle by
jagged and shredded that makes heart cry,
my quiet one content and free!
Lover of mine where art thee?


All Rights Reserved @ January 2010

8 comments:

Dianne West said...

Oh my, Susie. Your words tug at my heart and speak for me. I'm so sorry ... but so very grateful .. that you are walking in the wind with me, my dear. xxoo

Sunshine said...

Your words, the pictures, all sweet beautiful and bittersweet. Peace be with you both.

A Cuban In London said...

So beautiful, magical and enchanting. This is a poem to whisper in your loved one's ear.

Many thanks.

Greetings from London.

Michael Morse said...

Your quiet one is dreaming about you.

Sandy said...

Dear Susie -- I remember a poem once written long ago about "my lover comes to me in dreams" which was brought to mind in reading this enigmatic and heart-tugging poem of yours... in sleep you are together as there is no gravity to hold you apart... my thoughts are with both of you.

Susie Hemingway said...

Diana we are linked together by an invisible cord.I send prayers everyday for Verns recovery.

@ Sunshine Thank you for your kind words.

@ A Cuban In London: Thank you for your generous comments.Praise indeed from such a writer.

Susie Hemingway said...

Thank you Michael- I must say I rather hope he is, he smiles a lot so all is well. Take Care.

@ Sandy Thinking of you on your travels and hoping all is fine with you - so glad you liked this poem. "My Quiet One is doing OK but does sleep a lot!

Alyssa said...

Dear Mrs. Hemingway,

Lovely poems! My name is Alyssa and I am a writer for the Myeloma Beacon (myelomabeacon.com. I was hoping to ask you a few questions about taking care of a loved one with multiple myeloma. Please send me a message at alyssa.liguori@light-kr.com if you would be willing to answer a couple questions.

Thank you,

Alyssa Liguori

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