Lung Poems - Poems about Lung

...I have a special interest in telling about my colonoscopy. The doc cheerful, secure in his specialty, colon cancer being the second leading cause of cancer death after lung tumors. They can snip t......Read the rest...

... "Another Better World" These little sins you smoothly skip across the waters of fairweather lives like darkness hidden underneath deadly white lies, like throwin......Read the rest...

... I like the accidental, incidental way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, like angelic lung that breathes it all in, drifts to the next flowering, a honey bee in a land o......Read the rest...

...Morgana was born into her role as dragon raiser as a sixth daughter The beasts she nurtured were sweet as youth, but grew to slaughter Some thrived near lakes and swamps, all kinds of glistening wa......Read the rest...

...Stop biting thy tongue… all it shall bring is a taste for self destruction as the sanguine beckons it’s spirits and spits down thy lung. ......Read the rest...

...I visit the bug zapper on Tuesday much to the radiology teams delight I named it thus before meeting it formally my comedic self puts up this type of dust If you make fun of it enough it can......Read the rest...

...Took a breath Of your death Upon my tongue… Burnt a lung… In the process Of my hopeless state I’m making progress As of late, as of late So young and awkwardly long I can’t believe I don’t......Read the rest...

...A family affair A big hotel was built in our rather shy town the hotel's façade faced the town's lake that had many birds that visitors thought charming the hotel needed many casual workers, su......Read the rest...

...My window shut, blocking Summer’s fierce gaze and brown haze from distant flaming timbers. One machine cools the room, then my cats and I may nap. Another, like a Vegas magician, pulls gallons ......Read the rest...

... You are the dusk that masquerades as first light. In the stillness of descending twilight, your spellbinder's expectorant opens the passageways of the feeble, weevles like a ......Read the rest...

...Naija people let us embrace the truth, Badd Bellus is Badd Bellus, It is Badd Bellus when your Father beats his chest, And declares that "he is the giant of Africa," But he cannot boast of ordin......Read the rest...

...I can feel your breath, dance on peach fuzz, honeysuckle smoke, whispers in my lung, every follicle tuned, we are two of one, quietly a buzz, bucolic beds state, unassuming, the morning’s h......Read the rest...

...“January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow.” —Sara Coleridge Winter Magic Something wholly bright outside my window. What a sight! Crisp, fallen, new. Oh! ......Read the rest...

...When air no longer flows in my lung And the last of my life song is sung Look for me in every heart beat Of your childrens kids in everything See me in a strangers sunny smile Know I would wan......Read the rest...

...If I was a book would you read me Even if my outside was not interesting Even if my spine was worn and weak Even if time had left me aged in defeat If I was a heart on a sleeve Would you see m......Read the rest...