Poems About Cancer Seeking Friendly Advice
#cancer
randyjohnson
Poem Published
18th Oct 2021 5:14pm
18th Oct 2021 5:14pm
Dad's 74th Birthday
In November of 2011, Dad was told that he was terminal and wouldn't survive.
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
Dad worked hard for many years to feed his family and keep a roof over our heads.
He lost his battle after 20 months of Chemo and would have no more years ahead.
When he was diagnosed with his horrible illness, Mom called me at once.
A nurse told Dad that she'd never seen a Leukemia patient survive longer than 18 months.
Dad survived for 20 months, that was two months longer than what the nurse said.
Mom...
He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
Dad worked hard for many years to feed his family and keep a roof over our heads.
He lost his battle after 20 months of Chemo and would have no more years ahead.
When he was diagnosed with his horrible illness, Mom called me at once.
A nurse told Dad that she'd never seen a Leukemia patient survive longer than 18 months.
Dad survived for 20 months, that was two months longer than what the nurse said.
Mom...
#family
#death
#birthday
#cancer
#nonfiction
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
10th Oct 2021 6:32am
10th Oct 2021 6:32am
Ringing
The ringing in my ears
terrifies me;
I hear it as a cry of death,
that all must soon heed.
Whenever I hear it,
my mind sways and
my heart gives in;
I stumble into black peril,
sweat burning against
the fading feeling
of my own skin.
I dread the ringing;
It is the sound
of blood and needles:
And I've settled my debt with cancer,
and I've knocked upon death's door,
and the ringing in my ears
is terrible and timorous,
and I want to hear no more.
terrifies me;
I hear it as a cry of death,
that all must soon heed.
Whenever I hear it,
my mind sways and
my heart gives in;
I stumble into black peril,
sweat burning against
the fading feeling
of my own skin.
I dread the ringing;
It is the sound
of blood and needles:
And I've settled my debt with cancer,
and I've knocked upon death's door,
and the ringing in my ears
is terrible and timorous,
and I want to hear no more.
#anxiety
#death
#cancer
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Whimsy_Ginger
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2021 7:32am
3rd Oct 2021 7:32am
I'll be alright
I let you know I'll be alright
Though it's all too much to handle
I let you know I'll be alright
While parts inside me are dying
I let you know I'll be alright
As I don't want you to worry
I let you know I'll be alright
Yet the truth is that I'm lying
I let you know I'll be alright
As I pretend behind a mask
I let you know I'll be alright
Smiling as my heart is breaking
I let you know I'll be alright..........
But....
Though it's all too much to handle
I let you know I'll be alright
While parts inside me are dying
I let you know I'll be alright
As I don't want you to worry
I let you know I'll be alright
Yet the truth is that I'm lying
I let you know I'll be alright
As I pretend behind a mask
I let you know I'll be alright
Smiling as my heart is breaking
I let you know I'll be alright..........
But....
#sadness
#mother
#death
#cancer
#fear
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 4:00pm
1st Jul 2021 4:00pm
The Loss Of Landon
Thirty years ago, your life was taken away.
You have been deceased for 10,958 days.
You starred in "Bonanza", "Little House On The Prairie" and "Highway To Heaven" as well.
You were very talented and when it came to being a success, you were bound not to fail.
You also guest starred on other TV shows.
You were only 54, that was too young to go.
In 1957, you starred in the pilot episode of "The Restless Gun".
Twenty-seven years later in 1984, you starred in "Sam's Son".
You and Victor French both died of cancer and both of you died at the age of...
You have been deceased for 10,958 days.
You starred in "Bonanza", "Little House On The Prairie" and "Highway To Heaven" as well.
You were very talented and when it came to being a success, you were bound not to fail.
You also guest starred on other TV shows.
You were only 54, that was too young to go.
In 1957, you starred in the pilot episode of "The Restless Gun".
Twenty-seven years later in 1984, you starred in "Sam's Son".
You and Victor French both died of cancer and both of you died at the age of...
#death
#anniversary
#cancer #nonfiction
#cancer #nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
20th Jun 2021 8:17pm
20th Jun 2021 8:17pm
Father's Day 2021
Today is Father's Day. But because I have no father or children, I can't celebrate this day. Dad was born on October 18, 1947 and died on July 13, 2013 at the age of sixty-five. When I saw Dad in his casket, it brought tears to my eyes and made me feel sad. But it didn't make me feel any worse than I was already feeling. Mom died just four months earlier and I was already feeling terrible.
Dad was a good provider. He didn't earn a lot of money but he was a hard worker, and provided for my brother and I and Mom. Because Dad dropped out of school in the 6th or 7th grade, he could...
Dad was a good provider. He didn't earn a lot of money but he was a hard worker, and provided for my brother and I and Mom. Because Dad dropped out of school in the 6th or 7th grade, he could...
#father
#FathersDay
#money
#cancer
#nonfiction
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
12th Jun 2021 5:26pm
12th Jun 2021 5:26pm
Norman's Demise
I had an uncle. His name was Norman Greene. He died twenty years ago today on June 12, 2001. He was fifty-six. Norman smoked three or four packs of cigarettes each day. He died of lung cancer. A doctor misdiagnosed Norman. He told Mom that Norman had TB. A few days later, we were informed about the misdiagnosis, and that Norman actually had lung cancer. Norman died about two weeks later.
Norman and I had something in common. Schizophrenia. My type of Schizophrenia is Paranoid Schizophrenia. It's possible that Norman's Schizophrenia was a different type than mine. Norman's...
Norman and I had something in common. Schizophrenia. My type of Schizophrenia is Paranoid Schizophrenia. It's possible that Norman's Schizophrenia was a different type than mine. Norman's...
#death
#MentalHealth
#cancer #nonfiction
#cancer #nonfiction
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marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
30th Apr 2021 2:01pm
30th Apr 2021 2:01pm
6 Months
The last 6 months have been hell
I went from worrying about my first year of college
To worrying about my dads health
6 months has changed my life
Knowing the doctors can’t do anything else hurts
Knowing I’m so far away right now makes me sick
I just want to see him before he’s gone
I really don’t want to think about that
I’ve cried the majority of the past 24 hours
I don’t know how anyone takes this news
How do I cope with the idea
That my dad won’t live to see me turn 20
Or graduate college
Or get married
It hurts
I went from worrying about my first year of college
To worrying about my dads health
6 months has changed my life
Knowing the doctors can’t do anything else hurts
Knowing I’m so far away right now makes me sick
I just want to see him before he’s gone
I really don’t want to think about that
I’ve cried the majority of the past 24 hours
I don’t know how anyone takes this news
How do I cope with the idea
That my dad won’t live to see me turn 20
Or graduate college
Or get married
It hurts
#sadness
#father
#family
#cancer
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Southerndelicacy92
G. Deb
G. Deb
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 00:51am
15th Aug 2020 00:51am
Craving a Cancer
#sex
#astrology
#cancer
526 reads
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ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
6th Jul 2020 11:42pm
6th Jul 2020 11:42pm
Robin's Eggs
The nest upon my window sill
Has robin’s eggs, unhatched
This curse'd cancer rages still
I’ve fought it ‘till the last
The fucking food was tasteless crap
Until this weekend came
That’s how I know they’ve called it quits
And “hospice” is it’s name
I hold my family no ill will
‘Cause they’re as tired as me
But I regret they’ll get the bill
Long after I’m set free
I guess it's time that I give in
And push this little button
It must be morphine, makes me grin
First time since I was shut-in
I...
Has robin’s eggs, unhatched
This curse'd cancer rages still
I’ve fought it ‘till the last
The fucking food was tasteless crap
Until this weekend came
That’s how I know they’ve called it quits
And “hospice” is it’s name
I hold my family no ill will
‘Cause they’re as tired as me
But I regret they’ll get the bill
Long after I’m set free
I guess it's time that I give in
And push this little button
It must be morphine, makes me grin
First time since I was shut-in
I...
#death
#cancer
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5 Comments
davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
6th Jun 2020 11:38pm
6th Jun 2020 11:38pm
A Boy And His Dog
Over the hill
a boy and his dog
a laugh and a bark
youth with its spark
At the bottom a bed
with no healing hand
to visit his dreams
with fate's useless schemes
Beyond the hill
the dog runs alone
with skies and trees
the end with disease
a boy and his dog
a laugh and a bark
youth with its spark
At the bottom a bed
with no healing hand
to visit his dreams
with fate's useless schemes
Beyond the hill
the dog runs alone
with skies and trees
the end with disease
#illness
#cancer
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Lylarose
Lyla
Lyla
Poem Published
30th Mar 2020 4:15am
30th Mar 2020 4:15am
Gone too Soon
It all started in summer.
I beheld you, so pure, so full of life and color.
We skipped to recess hand in hand.
Jumped off swings.
Climbed up trees,
And built castles in the sand.
You told me you felt fall coming.
Not seeing the wear on your sneakers,
Or what you were outrunning,
I told you I was excited for the changing of leaves.
I wish I could tell you how pretty the snow was in winter,
Or how my world went cold without you.
All I have left of you is the knowledge of what I should do with another birthday...
I beheld you, so pure, so full of life and color.
We skipped to recess hand in hand.
Jumped off swings.
Climbed up trees,
And built castles in the sand.
You told me you felt fall coming.
Not seeing the wear on your sneakers,
Or what you were outrunning,
I told you I was excited for the changing of leaves.
I wish I could tell you how pretty the snow was in winter,
Or how my world went cold without you.
All I have left of you is the knowledge of what I should do with another birthday...
#death
#crush
#cancer
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4 Comments
brokenheart201725
Poem Published
24th Jan 2020 7:52am
24th Jan 2020 7:52am
Goodnight, friend
Be brave even if
you have to cry
When there is no hope in sight to fight
fight on,and that's what you did,
You are A hero, a mom, wife and a friend.
The battle was really hard.
No one should have to fight this battle
The way you did
We really thought you had won,
But still you fought on
With everything you had and then some
The happiness and love you brought
To all the lives you have touched
you are loved so much.
Will live on forever.
With each and every one of us
When we close our...
you have to cry
When there is no hope in sight to fight
fight on,and that's what you did,
You are A hero, a mom, wife and a friend.
The battle was really hard.
No one should have to fight this battle
The way you did
We really thought you had won,
But still you fought on
With everything you had and then some
The happiness and love you brought
To all the lives you have touched
you are loved so much.
Will live on forever.
With each and every one of us
When we close our...
#friendship
#death
#cancer
579 reads
2 Comments
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