The 2012 No Sugar Added Poetry contest has drawn to a close!We received a slew of beautiful work from this truly talented community.Check out all of this year's submissions here!
1st place "Job Posting" by Leanne
2nd place "The Elites..." by Alexis
3rd place "She is Twenty-Six" by Devon
1st place "I Am Only Eight... Through the Eyes of a Child" by Juan Carlos
2nd place "The Cure" by Jerry
3rd place "Hurting Life" by Q via Leighann
1st place "Class" & "Diabetic Dreams" by John
2nd place "Ravage" by Lorraine
Congratulations toall our beautiful poets who participated in the contest this year!
To learn More: read the press Release for "No-Sugar Added poetry" book,order the 2010 No-Sugar Added® Poetry Book,see the praise for the "No-Sugar Added® poetry" book.
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Week THREE of the No Sugar Added® Poetry contest closed last Thursday, and we have 3 final prize winners to announce! Check out the great work below, and congratulations to our final round of winners for 2012!!
Our winners this week
1st place: "Diabetic Dreams", by…
Continue Manny Hernandez(Co-Founder, Editor, Patient) |
Andreina Davila(Co-Founder, Patient Spouse) |
Emily Coles(Program Manager, Patient) |
Emily Walton(Office/Volunteer Coordinator) |
MelissaBL |
Bradford |
Gerri |
Lorraine |
Marie B |
Teena |
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Hi Rarejewel,
You can read all the poems submitted in this page, just click the like bellow that says "View All Comments" that will display all the content since we started the program.
To order our breathtaking book you can go to theDHF Store; but keep in mind that this book does not include all the poems, is a compilation from the first contest we run on 2010. It is a great-beautiful book and I highly recommended, but you can read most poems online.
I have a question? How do you orde a copy of the poetry book and will all submissions be included in the book? How can I read all poems by everyone that submitted to the contest?
I Don’t Want to Miss it…
I have two angels in my life
And a love too
And I DON’T want to miss it
I want to see this story through
I want to be there for the science fairs, spring concerts
The boo boos, the flu, to catch them when they fall
The birthdays, graduations, weddings, grandchildren
And not miss a thing, see it all
I want to grow old with him
To be his gray-haired old friend
All wrinkly and prune-like
When we reach our eternal end
I want to be there just in case
My greatest fear becomes real
To carry some of the burden
To understand how it feels
I’m too stubborn to give in
And committed to endure
So I take my daily steps
In hopes WE find a cure
I am a mother
I am a wife
I am a diabetic
And I don’t want to miss any of it.
I don't typically write poetry, but I was so excited to have my lost lancing device replaced earlier this month - that I was moved to write a love poem to the new device.
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Ode to a lancing device
Last week in LA, I left something behind.
Didn’t know what to do, thought I’d lose my mind.
Hiding under the bed on the hotel room floor,
Sat the lancing device I’d do just about anything for.
I read about this tool years ago on the internet
Looking for an alternative to the blood sucking bayonet.
All lancing devices are not created the same,
Some are designed to poke while others just maim.
With lancets preloaded in the shape of a drum
It won’t cause me pain, or make my fingers feel numb.
Eleven depth setting are offered for skin of all type
Personalized comfort, one less reason to gripe.
The design of the drum reduces side-to-side motion
Which reduces skin tearing, a beautiful notion.
A beveled edge on the lancet cap lines up on my skin.
Testing with anything else, may as well use a pin.
I complained last week on Twitter about my poor finger.
The pain from other lancing devices was starting to linger.
A DM brought me quickly to customer support,
Where I found out my pain would soon be cut short.
Late Friday afternoon a package was delivered to my door.
Seeing the return address on the box, my heart started to soar.
I love my MultiClix, which by now everyone knows.
And with that this beautiful poem now comes to a close.
Path to Purpose
Is it a curse?
It felt so at first.
The pain and the fear and the year after year.
Should I ask why?
Is this how I'll die?
While I stab and I bleed and all the drugs I now need.
When does it end?
When will my heart mend?
Do I have to leave earth to find what life's worth?
The truth can be shown,
When you're not alone,
With a group we can be one strong community.
When I think over,
That 2nd of October,
I thought life was ending with only death pending.
But now I'm a Greeter,
to those with a meter,
so there's less frustration and no isolation.
My voice can be working,
for those who are lurking,
It may not be eloquent but style is irrelevant.
I say "I can do this,
And help others through this."
So I keep my eyes open for those who feel broken.
I'm blessed with life,
saturated with strife,
to help when some feel that they cannot deal.
Is it a curse?
It felt so at first.
But I see the reason and rhyme for my time.
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