Short Tumors Poems

tumors growing.spark
will to fly even,growing
then knowing nothing...

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orange polka dots 
on my tummy’s walls
tumors on my esophagus
Not so small, big, explosive, angry ones
Causing me internal bleeding
I am warned
I should eat other foods
jalapeno peppers can no longer
be my go-to fruit
I hate my age today...

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Grandpa
by carlyn parent

there he is
buried
beneath heavy stone

immersed
within cruel soil

i received warning
but could not 
give enough
g  o  o  d  b  y  e  s

angry tumors conspired
belittling his brain

tighthugs
sillysongs
wetkisses

gone...

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Even so, I know the
Words are hollow and,
Tings like the tumors,
I was still going to say, CRACKERBOOM!
Perhaps, now that we've sapped the guardsmen,
We may take visit to the house owner.
We can now subdue the court,
And sack the principal as well.
CRAC..KER...BOOM!!!...

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Corrosion within a hobbling democracy
Altruism died along side a Calvary king
United we stand divided we'll get mauled
Severe stratification at the political ball
Time bomb attached to societal tumors
Insidious forces lurking about a white room
Caucuses are in the teeth of the 666 beast...

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Undertones
Underpinned
My 9/11
was his
introduction
into the world
we live in.
Mass shootings
Overtones
Overly enumerated 
a shoulder shrug
Life goes on
But, does it really?
We want cures for
cancer
but won't
excise
the tumors
of our thinking
He's gone
I'm still here
undertow
with overflow
of life's deeper
meaning...

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I called and called. She wouldn’t come.
Hiding in manzanita – had she
become a wild thing?

Search partner for eleven years.

Now, tumors in her lungs. 
It was time. We’d dug the grave
and spoken the sentence. 

Deaf to my command. A dog 

who read my mind, who knew at least 
five words for “find” – and I 
imagined she didn’t understand?...

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Maurice was crammed full of buttock-clenching humors
                        One day in the month of May he poked Jannie's tumors
                                             'Oh they are real groovy'
                                              'Must taste like anchovy'
                      "How can you be so sure?' 'they are under my  bloomers'....

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Gods garden must be
empty,
He set his sights on
you.
I know he's going to
take you,
And there's nothing
I can do.

I wish we had known
sooner,
About the tumors in
your head.
I wish something,
had been done,
Before the cancer
spread.

It's too late now to
kill it,
They can only buy
you time.
God must've needed
another angel,
Because he's taking
another one of mine....

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A widow who hated to see
her friends doing better than she
spun such nasty rumors
they spread like bad tumors
and blackened her soul completely.

Her friends realized she was not
a soul they could trust, so she got
left friendless for spinning
her lies. For her sinning -
inside her own web she was caught.


Nov. 19, 2017 for Brenda Chiri's "Judgmental People And Haters" Contest...

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Child Incubus

Wild baby forms in the womb
He has no name or original sin to speak of
Incubation time of the creature will be determined
Doctors treat all unborn humans like tumors
They must be extracted as such
Mother is sedated, removed from the action
C-section, clamp, close and done
Doctor is god at this moment
Mom is an unholy spectator on creation
Screaming, “What is it doctor?!”
It’s an incubus...

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In Trump's Hands Lies Trust

another feather for the duck
adding more color to his plumage
today his inauguration struck
delight in the mason's movement

their man rode past Hillary's sewage 
cutting her off at corners delight
some say in the candid secrecy of night
i pray that this is wrongful rumors
and duck walking turn out alright
for on his wings rest, restless tumors

connie pachecho

1/20/17...

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