Short Melanoma Poems

Short Melanoma Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Melanoma by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Melanoma by length and keyword.


Premium Member Trending Grayer

That evening trending grayer than the rest
  He'd set out for the shore line's last request

Pre-cancer no one ever called him quitter
  Prime of Life arrived melanoma bitter
Form: Rhyme


The Tanning Bed

The Tanning Bed

By Elton Camp

Victoria wanted to get a healthy tan
So it was to the tanning bed she ran
It was there she learned of carcinoma
And all got worse, it was melanoma
© Elton Camp  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Word Association With a Hypochondriac

Hello
Goodbye
Morning
Sickness
Cigarette?
Cancer
Drugs
Salvation
Fluffy little bunnies
Myxomatosis
Yoghurt
Bacteria
Sunshine
Melanoma
Toilet
Armageddon
Death
Everywhere
Drugs
Salvation
Healthy
Obsession
Hypochondriac
Moi?
Form: Imagism

Melanoma

Where the sun beats on dry cracking plains like an anvil. Where Winter’s frozen fingers strangle growth. Where sweaty shirts cling to mortal skin. Where humanity stands on a deserted beach, or waits in a crowded queue; that’s where we live.

Savour the moment
Hungrily consume essence
Let flavours explode
Biting Life’s experience
Expires quicker in sun
Form: Haibun

Too Much Sun

Too much sun
 
it has been a hot day the sun 
is an enemy spying at me 
through cracks in the curtains.
 
The sun has given me melanoma
Twice and now it tries again
To lure me outdoor.
 
Not this time Gonzales, I have
Learned my lesson, but  my warnings
Go unnoticed.
 
Sporting a deep tan is in today
The deeper, the better, melanoma
Waits to strike.


If You Find Shade

You've got it made if you find shade
When it is hot and sunny,
For boiling rays can spoil your days
In ways that aren't funny.

Aside from sweat, you might just get
A dose of melanoma
Or lethargy, to some degree
Resembling a coma.

Yet with some luck, you won't be stuck
And you can find a bower
To keep you cool, or, like a fool,
Burn up within the hour.
Form: Rhyme

Myopic Microscopic

Myopic Microscopic

Microscopic myopic;
Melanoma Glaucoma;
Abnormalities.

Part of my wishes;
Song group became suspicious;
Serendipity.

Whippy da do die;
There must be another way,
My guitar to try. 

Society boon
So started playing the tune;
Ended up on moon. 

Moon is a sexist;
Man who you cannot resist;
Should add to Trump's list.

Ho ho Jim Horn






Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member The Bully

The venomous bite
Distant, but ever so bright
A nerve doth stricken
A heart so sickened

Melanoma like stature
A rapture like creature
Ruthless and mean
Cunning and keen

Held back three years
No cause full tears
Beatings and bruises
His torture confuses

The light now breaks
From what the bully takes
Fought back with friends
Now the bully defends


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Premium Member A Little Lemon Slice

A little lemon slice
To spritz upon the fish
There on a bed of rice
A tasty little dish
Presented to entice

A little lemon slice
Or oft it was a lime
Tequila splashed on ice
Hooray, it’s party time
I’m flush and feeling nice

A little lemon slice
A large glass of sweet tea
Some southern paradise
Refreshing as can be
Don’t have to ask me twice

A little lemon slice
Extracted from my neck
Is packaged up in ice
A melanoma check
I hope it will suffice
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.

Yesteryear

Substantial quadrants of hate

Throughout these veins circulate

Spiraling in frenzied states

Adrift an ailing coma


Infinite corruption clawed my corneas

Birthing the erasure of euphoria

Imprinting trademarks of memoria

Leaving in wake vile aromas



All confidence dissolved to solvents

Due to definitive involvement

Susceptible to gaunt installments

Marring my skin with melanoma



Mother Earth serves as a mime

Humanity must be refined
Form: Sonnet

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