Long Cancer drug Poems

LOOK AT EM CRAWLING...

At the old Darreel pub out near Mungindi....
Trapper Joe he rode up, he come from Boggabri...
The DTs were bad with this poor old bugger Jack...
Look at em crawling he did mutter ...
And...

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Shyloch, Shyloch Ye of crippled writers block Howl !
Hipster!  
Survivor of sanatoriums drug riddled needled dreams and cancer lobotomy fantasies!
Drowned out by the apathy of X-Factor modernity!
Shyloch whose machinery sprite faster through chemical brewing!
And...

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I grew up shooting pool and dancing on the bar
 Mama said with enough buise anyone could be a star
 Daddy was in the back room chasin' skirts
 Mama was in the parking lot dancin'...

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Wretched working weekend
Friday, Saturday, Sunday,
twelve hour shifts,
praying for Monday.

Noisy nurse's station,
patients pressing call-lights,
you'd think they'd all be resting,
but instead they're up all night.

With their East Texas accents:
"I need hay-elp" patient cries,
always adding syllables,
"I wet my...

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As I peer down from this concrete tower and 

out onto this city I call home... With its 

concrete sidewalks and the people who seem 

to stare endlessly into an empty abyss. As 

they each...

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From the time of my youth you have given me people only to take them away.
Leaving me feeling lost and abandoned, like an orphan left all alone.
Just once Lord I would like to be able...

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Medical Marijuana

Magical Herb, given to this world
can cure so many things, you’d 
never believe it would

from helping a cancer patient
from starving
the positive results from it
are alarming

it gives people
a chance
to alleviate the pain,
stomach aches
even a granny’s...

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There's a man I saw just the other day
However I don't know his name
He was of Hispanic decent I know
But we never spoke just the same.
He was talking to his lawyer
That day about his court...

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Smoking at Ipswich Hospital NHS Trust
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourable mentioned poet

Once I smoked like a trooper.  As that’s what I did be.
Now I do not smoke. As...

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Why do you judge others by features
you can only see
Everyone is different
That's the way we are suppose to be

If you think I have wrinkles now
Just wait till I get old
Beauty is all your looking for
I...

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Born stressed here,
Peer pressure, pain, and no rest till next year,
Blowing the smoke in my lungs that my chest fear,
It's a mind thing; the pleasure is a treasure for the brain,
Followers mouth left dryer than...

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Jealousy could be as harmful as a drug...
It chases away all that's close without a hug...

It's an addiction that tears apart all that's good...
A self inflicted wound that spreads like only cancer could...

When life is...

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Hold back the hour.
Stop the tears from flowing.
Breathe again untainted air.
Take back my bones, my breasts,
and race forward to passion once more

Hold back the hour,
before the ravaging of every sinew
and fleeting glimpse of salvation, and
forced...

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phases pass the day when i was young
i was happy and hate was a feeling unborn
colors where just colors 
fight where with pillows
people had cuddies
drugs were things to stay health 
cigs were candy sticcs 
problems...

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