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Erin McGee Ferrell

Professionally a Visual Artist for over 30 years, I occasionally have poems that come to me. Please look at my paintings, ArtistAMERICAN.com, and understand that both the pen and the paintbrush do the same job. One I am a master of, the other...poetry...a novice. The past year I have dealt with Breast Cancer. My collection of works on this site reflect this unexpected and difficult journey. The Pirate Crew Paper Doll Collection is a Breast Cancer Educational Tool featuring Ms. Mastectomy, Ms. Chemotherapy, Ms. Radiation, Ms. Oophorectomy, and Ms. BRCA2. These works are dedicated to all who have walked in this path.

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#July20

Things you don't live everyday:

Yesterday I went to the Chemo facility to get an ovary suppression injection and to start 10 years of post Chemo medicine.

In the waiting room, I witnessed a bald woman in her 30's , shackled with heavy metal chains and escorted by two prison guards walking in for treatment.

by Erin McGee Ferrell

Arms On The Floor

I can finally lie on my back with my arms spread in a T.

Today, three weeks after Mastectomy, prone at Planet Fitness and appearing to be lazy just smiling with my arms on the floor - OT stretching exercise success.

Still no lifting the gallon of milk and humiliated at using the bowling ramp on New Year's.

Joy achieved on this grimy purple M mat in the corner of a Wednesday gym.

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by Erin McGee Ferrell

Saturday Before Easter

Sheep to decorate.

Spring clothes to find.

Lamp port to tie bows on.

Icy lime pie to make.

Take Se' to HAIR appointment.

As always, cat litter and laundry.

by Erin McGee Ferrell

PREPARATION

I have 10 days to prepare for the journey.

Double Mastectomy, 6 weeks limited arm us , possible Chemo.

Lord, help me to know how to do this.

My studio as a happy place to maybe paint with my feet.

Christmas decorated and wrapped.

Bills paid and blogs posted.

by Erin McGee Ferrell

All In The Room

We are All In This Room.

Together.

Finally.

Angus home from West Point - painfully agreeing to spend 3 nights away from Athena at the cabin. Now reading Muscle Magazines next to me on the couch. We hiked up Mount Cardigan today with a foot of snow, then we gave two stranded hikers a ride back to their car. Fiona, quiet on our bed reading teen magazines.

All together now, just for a fleeting moment. I'm not under the illusion that this hour will last beyond the night.

Thank you God for this cabin, be it small and humble - it is our only property. I don't know the next time Angus will agree to be with us in this place.

by Erin McGee Ferrell

Summer Prayer #2016

My heart is full of nurturing and I need babies and youth to pour out into.

I rocognise my need to forgive, love and move on in my relationships with Dez, Athens, Angus and Mary.

The idol of artistic fame, I lay down and only ask that God, you would use my hands to bring pieces of you and your glory into the world and that I may point to you.

May each of our children embrace you as Lord and know your love in their entirety.

A M E N

by Erin McGee Ferrell

The First Day Of #SPRING

Bright sun on all snow land.

Windows still closed but lighter jacket on.

So much waiting.

So much changing.

New ventures.

Same challenges as always.

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by Erin McGee Ferrell

Broken Together inthewaitingroom

You and I sit nearby, both in hospital gowns.

Never having met before, your neck is scarred and red.

This is my first day...

We talk in this early morning gathering.

by Erin McGee Ferrell