Short Breast Cancer Poems
Short Breast Cancer Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Breast Cancer by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Breast Cancer by length and keyword.
Doesn't Christmastime mean
presents, carols and cheers?
But for one it won't
be a jolly Holiday
diagnosed with breast cancer.
My mother and aunts
All suffered from breast cancer
Mom’s right breast removed
She had the choice to abort
But she risked her life for me
Ophelia had cancerous breasts
According to all of the tests
But old Doctor Kaiser
Was simply a miser
Who plundered the most treasured chests
Las Vegas renown Belle E. Danser
Is deathly afraid of breast cancer
She heard a masseur
Developed a cure
Best of all, the man's a free lancer!
dreaded breast cancer
stages of growth tenderness
first thought is despair
main objective to destroy
shattering whole families
Copyright © 2012 By Caryl S. Muzzey
she pads her bra
and smiles at her reflection - -
here comes the bride
my mum had breast cancer around 16 years ago and beat it : )
Jack Horne for PD’s Pinktober contest
Still think of my dear first wife Linda
Succumbed to breast cancer, she was an enigma
Did she love me
'Twas an uncertainty
Ending mama's domination, No.1 on her agenda
Wear a badge of hope
Showing that you care for others
Saying your aware
Breast Cancer kills both sexes
Pink plus pink/blue ribbons show
Your moral support for all.
Penned 25 September 2013
The color pink comes with a wink
A toothpick and parasol, it's a lady's drink
On a breast cancer t-shirt, spread awareness and think
But on a plain men's dress shirt ~ from commenting I shrink
It's my belief that enlarging a woman's breasts
Implantation run the risk of cancer, that's my guess
My wife is an example
Following the gamble
Got breast cancer and passed away, still hard to digest
Kind treatment
Of Cancer in tatas
Measure of sweet and gentle touch
Examine your boobs each month for surety
Never take life and health for granted!!
Susan G. Komen for the Cure!!
Breast cancer awareness month!
W-W.
Training bra, stuffing tissue ambition.
Black Bikini top, captures a man’s vision.
Breast-feeding, a painful loving tradition.
Mammogram exam, life becomes a mission.
Breast Cancer Results, nothing close to removing the foreskin in a circumcision.
11-12-12
SandyIvy
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 conditions. My son nearly got divorced. My dear daughter got breast cancer and continues with treatments even now. May good outweigh the bad in '24.
PINK
PINK
PINK
painting PINK
In memory of Clara Anderson—artist--beloved aunt, mother and role model
Clara had her breasts removed
Long before Pink was beloved
Bravely faced the doctors knife
Mother’s friend and navy wife
Clara danced on 30 years
Battled pain
Laughed through tears
And her paint brush
Carried on
Splashed her color
Like a song
you took both my breasts
leaving me with a flat chest
worse, feeling like less -
I feel like a man even
in my most beautiful dress
11/12/12
Black Eyed Susan
*Dedicated to all women who have lost a breast (or both) to breast cancer - and also to my friend Pam who I just found out yesterday (11/14) has it and is beginning radiation
the initial reaction repulsive
depression for the unknown
dissection takes away disease
healing the process of time
the scar a reminder of what was endured
becomes insignificant through understanding
love remains true
To all those magnificent women who overcome adversity and gain strength from not allowing
Breast Cancer to dictate their fate.
my neighbor's vomit
I hear the liver cancer
her window to mine
I had a neighbor and we lived one in her trailer and me in mine. My wife lost to liver and breast cancer and I know what cancer does, you vomit. Robert Spiess said VOMIT was too strong, but he published it and it was selected as BEST OF ISSUE FOR A SENRYU in Modern Haiku. Robert Henry Poulin
My mammogram is due today
Twill be mammorable, I’ll say
Both boobies will hurty,
When squashed at 1.30,
Oh bother it’s on my birthday!
I’ll stand at the booby machine,
It clamps me, oh boy it’s so mean,
They’ll check for breast cancer
Scans provide the answer,
Then birthday lunch in the canteen.
25th January 2021
Gathering again
of boys and girls and
big kids too binding their fantasy
lives
in funny costumes and
not so cute masks to
scare and trick
and maybe get a treat
needed for a sweet tooth. But,
devilment lurks today ...
glowing out other terrors
held within
ominous x-rays that may take a woman
under real knives to
live out the fears found in a
sentence of breast cancer.
Why does that which nature endows a woman with, to nourish the very young, later harbor the cells that multiply and harm? Tasking a woman to be ever vigilant, so a life isn't taken before it's time. Compelling those around her, who care and are able, To rally against the injustice. Supporting in their own way , To provide some hope and a light, out of this dark tunnel, no woman should ever have to enter.
Sitting in the backseat ~ yackety
she drives like
crackers ~ wackedy
speeding to the movies?
we can’t be late?
Driver ahead asleep at the
light
panic stop she makes ~ 5 seatbelts lock
But the
backlash! ........... flying wig
plops smack in my lap . . . .
Screaming fits of laughter all around.
Late to the movies after all,
not nearly as good.
Dedicated to my friend, Kate.
Breast cancer survivor.
Every year we dread the mammo!
But far more women die from heart disease
One in five dies from heart disease
One in thirty from breast cancer.
It's quite complex, and am MD I am not.
But check out the info online it's red hot.
Keep females alive.
This is not jive!
Your food comes first, it's no joke
Eating bad food daily, may do us in.
It's more complex than just food
I want you around long in the poetry hood
5/26/2019
1;30am PST
Courage is a mother of any child.
Courage is showing that you care.
Courage is a chemotherapist starting their treatment.
Courage is a breast cancer survivor.
Courage is a firefighter saving a family
And returning to the flames to save their pet.
Courage is smiling when someone is down.
Courage is fighting for what you believe in.
Courage is finding the love in your heart
For someone less fortunate.
Courage is anyone in their daily lives
Trying to make a difference.
Form:
For all that it its worth I find your courage inspiring
Everyday I watch you brave it out refusing to give in
As the days turn to weeks and blur into months
Recouping all the strength that this merciless beast has torn from you
Leaving believers in your wake with each visit to the cancer ward
Eveyone applauding you efforts your pesistence
Saving the best for last you never even consider holding back
Saving herself with all the and support to win her battle with breast cancer
morning chemo -
She removes from her smooth head
a long pink scarf
pretty pink roses
near her hospital bed. . . .
the blush on her cheeks
homecoming time -
on all her neighbor’s trees. . .
pink ribbons
Dedicated to Suzanne Somers, a beautiful and famous cancer survivor
(I honestly and thankfully can’t think of someone personally that I know
of who is close to me, who died of breast cancer. I probably know some
survivors who are acquaintances of mine.)