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Cancer

There’s a stale scent in the air as I walk in the room

Every face a special brand of despair and doom

Diseases float above like a ghost’s ominous loom

Pallor complexions

Human abjections

Cast down by an insidious thing called CANCER

Eleanor Lorene Lowe
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7 responses to “Cancer”

  1. Timothy Price Avatar
    Timothy Price

    I hope all is well as can be. I relate to your poem. I’ve been through two cancers.

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    1. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
      Eleanor Lorene Lowe

      One day at a time. Right?

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      1. Timothy Price Avatar
        Timothy Price

        Each day is a day to celebrate. Keep your head up. Keep as active as possible. Look forward to the future.

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  2. mitchteemley Avatar
    mitchteemley

    Palpable imagery, Eleaonor.

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    1. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
      Eleanor Lorene Lowe

      Thank you, my friend!

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  3. Kate@athousandbitsofpaper Avatar
    Kate@athousandbitsofpaper

    A scene well captured, I hope you are okay.

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    1. Eleanor Lorene Lowe Avatar
      Eleanor Lorene Lowe

      I apologize for missing your kind comment. Thank you, Kate.

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