Long Tumour Poems

To me, it was a revealing experience…
                That I could be that strong in face of adversity!
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drove for thirty minutes to the subway station, took a train for forty minutes, got into another for only ten minutes, and reached Queen's Park. Mornings are so hectic, people are rushing to their work-places....

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This is the story of Frank and Rose
Frank would seem an odd man
Rose was just Rose

They didn't have much money but valued each-other more than wealth
They'd watch a sunset together and wonder on the miracle...

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>I looked through the list of Form I should chose but there was not one for  

medical mystery so I chose free verse as you are not paying to see it in my 

Book...

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>To hell and back with cancer, is my personal feelings, please do not take them to heart.

To hell and back with cancer.

It started with a lump to see right in the front of me. ...

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Drove for thirty minutes to Subway Station, 
Took a train for forty minutes, 
Got into another for only ten minutes, 
reached Queen's Park.

Mornings are hectic, 
found a seat beside the window, 
looked at all the...

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I stood tall in front of the head stone.
A bunch of cheap flowers in my hands
Were given to me by my uncle.
     I felt all the discomfort of the world.
 ...

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The Protraction of the Epiphany

Complacency in a stilted light of regret
Vagrancy in a jilted sight of neglect 
Emergency in a wilted light of insects
The urgency of a curative substance to inject

Wellsprings of artificial truth and...

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The heat soaked day drags on: each daisy sweltering
every buttercup melting into the dry ground,
a golden oozing of petals. I watch them through the window knowing
that I could not be ready, this I that’s still...

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Oh, yes, I'm the great pretender,
pretending not living a lie;
while the truth is such, I pretend too much,
I'm trapped in that need till I die.

Oh, yes, I'm the great pretender,
pretending that I'm going well,
my days...

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Got a nasty rash ? 
To the laptop dash
Turn it on and see 
What that nasty rash could be ! 

Oh Google it, google it,
When your tummy hurts a bit 
When you’re feeling lousy
Have a...

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How offensive that must’ve felt!
I’m seated after having said this in bewailment like an ox
Not thinking of the grandeur but of her buttocks
Gloriously, as an ambler, I lift the embargo on this thought
Not letting myself...

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Can i ever forget that you 
ever existed in my heart, 
Knowing the pain it caused 
me deep down my heart.
Each time i think of how it 
all got to this very point, 
Only helps...

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commercials for cellphones
commercials for lipsticks
commercials for fragrance
commercial for a gas company
commercial for a golf club
for a car
for shoes
commercial for a cellphone
commercials for painkillers
commercails for a gun
commercial for the lottery
commercials about my happiness
commercials about my life
about...

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For the girl who went. 

Emptiness stares in blank pages, 
another dirge written in torment.
Your face I never know how pretty
it was but you came with a shaped cry.
What eyes will watch my large mouth...

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KERI'S MIRACLE LITTLE MACIE


      KERI, THE MOTHER OF MACIE, THE MIRACLE LITTLE GIRL

        HAS ASKED TO SHARE AND TELL THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD

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>Nurses

Am I awake?  What!  Where am I?
I'm looking up, can't see the sky.
All looks white, quiet too,
I wonder now, what should I do?

What did they say?  Where would I be?  
When...

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>I DID IT

This morning I did it, now I must write, I did.
That bubbles burst now in my heart.
As one might not believe what I do say.
But I did it, it is in my head.
And...

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> This is the first poem I ever wrote.  It was titled Broomfield, and along with one titled Nurses, was left at the Broomfield hospital where I had my cancerous tumour  (a large...

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Joan Wright was diagnosed with a fatal Brain tumour in March 2019,
Her friends said she would not give up.
They thought she was a fighter.
Joan passed on 19th September 2019.
Her last words were. “I never pick...

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Joan Wright was diagnosed with a fatal Brain tumour in March 2019,
Her friends said she would not give up.
They thought she was a fighter.
Joan passed on 19th September 2019.
Her last words were. “I never pick...

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Behold she is the hand 
made of the LORD, 
created with all the 
beauties of heaven 
BEYOUND.
A true gift and blessing to 
the WORLD, 
and a unique treasure to 
BEHOLD.
She is created right from 
the...

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A friend is a smile in a 
tearsful face, 
and a blessing to human 
race.
A unique gift to have, 
and a wonderful treasure to 
crave.
A friend is a home not so far 
away, 
and a...

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ON HATRED

Acrimony is like a malignant tumour
Alienation confronts disaffection
Alienation takes the hand ill humour
Acrimony leads to separation.

Disloyalty commands anxiety
Love and animosity oppose
Disloyalty arises if one gaiety
Love does not presuppose.

Antagonism consumes impediment
Antipathy feeds on success 
Antagonism...

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The real you underneath 
The tumour hiding beneath the surface 
Secreting poison into the blood
Toxin controlling every motivation
The knife should cut the malignancy out
Hide it under the rug
Mould the clay and be reborn anew 
No...

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