Breast Cancer Poetry: Average C-Cup

Sometimes I wonder why breast cancer seems to inspire poetry so much.  Maybe it’s the combination of anguish, anger, fear for one’s life, and the beaten-up sense of confidence in once appearance.

In my case, it was all of the above, and having heard that writing about it would help.  So I wrote. And it did help.

Affter doing some journaling, I experimented with line breaks and rather liked the results.

Now, it’s years later, and I have a book:


breast cancer poetry


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If you’d like to read some of the poems in it, you can check them out here:

CLICK HERE: Breast Cancer Poems

And you can also get an autographed copy of my book, either there or right below:

CLICK HERE to get your Autographed Copy of Average C-Cup!

PLEASE NOTE: For international orders, please order here:

CLICK HERE FOR INTERNATIONAL ORDERS

You’ll get an email confirmation. In response, please send me a reply email to request what you’d like on your autographed copy.

To Your Health, Wealth, and Happiness!

Elisabeth

P.S.: So what inspired you to write poetry? What about the experience got you going?

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My aunt passed away of breast cancer, looking for a poem for her prayer service.?

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1shadow asked:

My aunt was only 46. She lost her battle with breast cancer. I am looking for a poem to read at her prayer service on Thursday. Any help would be great!


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Ramadan: Ladies-Do you get major mood swings when your PMSing?

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Moonlight (Rainbow Unicorns) asked:

I’m wondering if you girls ever have days like my today.

My crazy day Part 1:
As I was driving to work I turned on the radio and was just kinda flipping though the stations. All of a sudden the commercial for the Susan G. Komen breast cancer foundation comes on, I don’t know what takes hold of me, but I can’t stop crying. I think about all the women with breast cancer, and how I could one day have breast cancer. Before the advertisement is finished I had made it up in my mind that I too am going to start a foundation and save the world.

BTW, I’ve heard this advertisment a million times and never cried before.

My crazy day Part 2:
In the middle of my lesson on fractions the secretary comes into my classroom to drop off a dozen roses that had just been delivered for me. They were from my husband for being so busy that he wasn’t able to spend time with me for the last few days. Well, instead of being really happy about the flowers I started thinking about what he would do if I died. I came up with a list of why I know he will suffer when I’m gone:
1. He always enjoys the documentaries I force him to watch even though he’s complaining through almost all of it.
2. He will no longer get to see me try on all the new clothes I buy after spending 4-6 hours at the mall.
3. He’ll miss the same 4 dishes that I make over and over again because I don’t know how to cook anything else.
4. No one will read to him 17th century poetry while he’s trying to read the news paper.
5. Who will call him 20 times and make him feel special when he’s smoking argeelah with his friends?
The list goes on and on.
I finally concluded that he will most definately be miserable without me.

My crazy day Part 3:
I make a huge dinner for my hubby (yes, it’s one of the 4) so I can show him how much I appreciated him sending me flowers. Well, he had the nerve to complain about the fact that he is kinda sick of eating it and asked if he could order pizza. I flipped out and started saying things like he doesn’t care about me or the fact that I work hard to make him happy. Then he told me I was over reacting. So now we aren’t talking.

Do you guys ever act crazy when your pmsing?
@LALA: I doubt it and seriously hope not.
I’m not pregnant. I’m on my period.
Thanks lala, I didn’t get my period till a few hours ago, after all that stuff up there.


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need some poem ideas i can use…?

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*pookie 4ever* asked:

when i say use i mean let me take credit for it please its a big question of me to ask but if you answer your willingand its for a good cause**** ok the peom type is breast cancer here are some things maybe you can incluse for me my brain is just like stuck right now sorry lol
- SHE WAS MY TEACHER IN 3RD GRADE
-SHE HA TWO DAUGHTERS 1 IN HIH SCHOOL AND THE OTHER IN 7TH GRADE AND SHES ON MY VOLLEYBALL TEAM
-SHE HAS HAD IT 2
-SHE IS SO NICE
-I LOVE HER
SHE IS BEAUTIFUL
-SHE NEEDS HOPE
-SHE IS A STRONG WOMEN
-ITS A GOOD CUASE
*** anything else you want to know uhhm post it and i will add details to my question and i will tell you thank you soooooooo much!!!!!!!=D


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How Do You Like MY CHRISTMAS POEM?

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The White Tiger asked:

this is MY version of ” twas the night before Christmas! ” i wrote it myself out of my own twisted mind, no surprise to my regular contacts!! lmao

Twas the night before Christmas not a word you could hear my father was quite drunk from drinking too much beer
The stocking were hung but I did not care, I was too busy watching my neighbors busty pair
The children were nestled; hiding under the bed, the old man blew a fart that smelled quite dead
Mamma in her kerchief, her white holey gown, I could almost see her a*s, which made me quite frown
When out on the lawn I heard such a chorus, I thought the local hoods were stealing our 93 Taurus
Away to the window, I flew quite quick, I said to the neighbor ‘’ shut up you dumb hick! ‘’
The moon on the breast of the chick next door, was mighty inviting for that sleazy little wh*re
When what to my wondering eyes did I see, a big fat guy done crashed in the tree
He crawled out of the snow and wiped off his back, he immediately looked for his big bulging sack
He came into the house so lively and fast, but he woke up the dog as he was walking past.
More rapid than eagles, old rover took a bite, the red porker was screaming with all of his might.
He whistled and shouted and called them by name,, ‘’NOW DASHER, NOW DANCER, COME HELP ME WILL YOU PLEASE!’’ ‘’this dog’s chewing my *** with surprising ease!’’
He got to his feet and flung to the walls, and quickly checked if he had both his ba*ls
Too the top of the porch to the top of the roof, he smacked his reindeer right on the hoof
‘’ I’m going back in,’’ to them he said, ‘’ get rid of that damn dog, or you’ll all be dead.’’
And then in a twinkling, down the chimney like a rat, he almost got stuck, cause he is so damn fat.
He was dressed all in fur, almost looked like a pimp, he banged his knee, and cried like a wimp.
A bundle of toys, which were forcibly made, the elves in slave labor were not even paid.
His eyes how they twinkled, his dimples how strange, he emitted a smell, from the reindeer’s mange.
His droll little mouth, he looked quite dumb, as he scarfed down the cookies and didn’t leave a crumb.
The stump of his pipe, he lit like a dancer, the stupid old elf, will probably die of cancer.
He had a broad face, and a big fat gut, huge man boobs, and an even larger butt.
He was chubby and plump, and drooling like a pig, and had long white hair, that looked like a wig.
I laughed when I saw him, I felt like a jerk, he gave me the finger and went right to work.
He filled the stockings, as he scratched his chunky a*s; he gave a funny face, as if he had gas.
He gave me a nod, and a smirky little grin, my stocking’s left empty, what a tool I had been
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team he was back, ‘’ let’s go the neighbors, and see that huge stack!’’
But I heard him exclaim, as he gazed at the sight, ‘’ it will be a Merry Christmas, and for me a good night.’’


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Are you or do you know someone who has been a breast cancer survivor for a long time?

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. asked:

I am so terrified of relapsing from breast cancer and i am afraid that i won’t survive this disease. I just want to hear some stories from or about people who are long term breast cancer survivors just to give me some type of inspiration.
Lo_ MCG I apologize to you for what i have said to you. I said that out of anger and i am very sorry. I hope you will accept my apology.


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are there any breast cancer survivors or people that have breast cancer on here?

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*I* *Dont* *Know* *My* *Name* asked:

will you please tell me your story?


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Any Breast Cancer survivors, how do you feel about the Fed’s suggesting that Mammograms not necessary under 50?

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James Bong and his Donkey Kong asked:


edit.

No Guy…because there’s been enough reports of women getting breast cancer under 50….d!ckhead.
edit:
Kenny J…

I see you have nothing to bring to the table.
Which is typical of Liberals who have low emotional intelligence…


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I am a breast cancer surviver, I would like to write a poem to my daughter for all of her help.?

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Is there anything people can say or in this case write to help me?

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I have so many problems right now I’m only 12 and I think I have breast cancer, I’ve missed my period, I have anxiety and I’m lonely and too tall and ugly and fat. Can someone just say something like a poem to cheer me up or calm the anxiety?


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