Cancer Prose Poems
These Cancer Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Cancer. These are the best examples of Prose Cancer poems written by international poets.
Where is the Feminist MovementToday is International Women’s Day.
A day to celebrate women’s rights but those rights and freedoms are under attack and the wounds appear to be self-inflicted....
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women,
I WAS BORN IN A SNOWSTORM I WILL DIE IN ONE TOO
My day had arrived, the hospital was intimidating. He got lost parking our car, I felt the pavement's heat, it pained my feet, as we...
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prose, confidence, courage, destiny, endurance,
Family Own land"I remember the land. I remember its people—their ways, the folly of their mentality. I never encountered the term ‘depression’ until later in life. I...
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prose, addiction, anger, angst, anniversary,
I have missed you so muchheaven was not what Charlene expected. She was thinking Jesus.
Instead, she found a bubble of a pink day moon lounging over a meadow
Her body had...
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prose, jesus,
Such Christmassy News
My husband’s post-concussion work injury barely improved this past year. Dizziness and headaches still plague him. No solution have I found for my own rare...
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life,
THIS DAY THAT YEARTHIS DAY THAT YEAR
The days I slept,
Are the days I wept.
The days I cried,
Are the days I was Tired.
I looked out for God and prayed,
And...
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bible, cancer, heart, how
THIS DAY THAT YEARTHIS DAY THAT YEAR
The days I slept,
Are the days I wept.
The days I cried,
Are the days I was Tired.
I looked out for God and prayed,
And...
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bible, cancer, heart, how
She Encouraged Everyone to Live Their DreamI want to live in a spaceship house he said.
His wife thought he was being silly, but he meant it.
He planned it for a decade...
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prose, dream,
Jacqueline TrestrailOn this day 40 years ago in 1978 my mother, Jacqueline Anne Trestrail, left this world after a relatively short battle with cancer - she...
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mother, tribute,
Daily Long Passionate GoodbyeOther wives watched Shirley kiss her husband good-bye.
Every Monday through Friday at the train station.
As if it was going to be the last good-bye.
They could...
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prose, love,
Days Lost - ADrove for thirty minutes to subway station, took a train for forty minutes, got into another for only ten minutes, reached Queen's Park. People were...
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prose, cancer, life,
Twenty-Five Days - Adrove 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....
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prose, cancer, life,
Strange InvaderStrange invader, from the moment I awaken, you are there -
a disgusting leech that has no name.
I describe you to various doctors.
They tell me they...
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conflict,
One Thing Left On Her Bucket ListThe only thing left on my bucket list was Aurora Borealis.
I held my cousin’s hand and said “I know.”
She had spoken of this many times...
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prose, cancer,
If I Had a HummingbirdIf I had a hummingbird, my life would be complete.
Gladys is eighty-six, dying of bone cancer.
I wish I could round up a bunch of hummingbirds.
But...
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prose, life,