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Monday, July 20, 2015

Losing a friend, remembering Rose Helena Macedo Kull

Recently, I lost a good friend.  Rose was my best friend in high school, and my maid of honor at my first wedding.  

She was a good person, honest, kind, and wise.  We lost Rose to pancreatic cancer that she discovered she had on her 60th birthday.

Losing a peer at any age is difficult.  But, one always looks at that person's time line, and compares it to their own.  You reflect, "She was too young, she was so full of life".  We realize that life is unfair; we are supposed to accept this, and move on.

Here is a poem that I wrote about cancer in my second book, Embracing Your Inner Cheerleader
May your day be peaceful and filled with love.


For Rose and her family, may she rest in peace.

Was the cause environmental,
Or was it family genetics?
How did this happen?
Perhaps, it was just karma
Bringing me this dark, unwanted gift
This cancer

The alien DNA
Hidden in the structure
Of the genome
Its time bomb releasing
Microscopic invaders burrowing
Into tissue, my tissue

Facing myself in the mirror,
Today, chopping long dark hair
Shorter, and shorter still
Wondering who is this stranger
Who stares back
Stone-faced and resolute?

I begin this deeply personal
Uphill battle, or is it downhill?
Warrior stance—I am ready
“Let’s do this!” to my husband
We travel silently to chemo
Unspoken words blowing through
Our minds like autumn leaves

He holds my hand as we begin
IV dripping, we watch morning TV
Oblivious to the screen, thoughts
Still flowing, overflowing, synchronized
With the IV releasing the drug/poison
I will it to find the interloper
“Seek out the alien intruder, now!”

Many weeks have passed, now
Time has slowed to a turtle’s pace
I have sat in that recliner
Many hours, with needle piercing my flesh,
Chemo flowing, a soft cap covering the baby fuzz
Where my hair used to be
I turn my mind inward, pray and give thanks
Liquid ninja’s course through my veins
“Finish it”, I pray, “amen”.


©All creative works by Joan Ellen Gage are her exclusive property, and Joan maintains the legal rights to them.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

It's Here, A Redhead Looks at 60! Available at

I am so excited about this book!  I have been procrastinating--my specialty, so it's about time!

Here's an appropriate poem for you from A Redhead Looks at 60!  Enjoy!


My Freudian Slip Is Showing!

If writing is therapy, then I’ve been

Standing up my “shrink” for some time!

My fixations are simple, broken down into two things:

I want to lose weight and I must have chocolate

Now is that a conflict of interest?

But getting back to that writing thing

It can be easy at times

Words flowing from my pen like water from a font

Usually my attempts to write

Are like trying to cross a river in a leaky boat

I start out, I sink; I go back to the start

But my best work involves distraction, the art of

Subjugating my true desire with anything else

To prevent picking up the pen

Essentially, I have a Master’s degree in

The Ostrich Technique—perhaps you’ve heard of it?



©All creative works by Joan Ellen Gage are her exclusive property, and Joan maintains the legal rights to them.