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A Phobia of Flowers

by Shy Leigh

There is hell on earth.
And I have found it.
There's a crammed waiting room
full of coughing, old, bald people
And I look at her ~ so young, so beautiful.
She does not fit here.
And we wait, and we wait, and we wait
For more bad news.
My mom is dying.
The doorbell rings.
It's another vase of flowers.
I shut the door.


Author's Note: She starts chemo tomorrow...please pray for her. I love her so much.

Posted on 06/10/2004
Copyright © 2021 Shy Leigh

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/10/04 at 06:38 AM

I, too, will pray for both of you. Good poem, getting some difficult emotions out.

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 06/10/04 at 07:19 AM

and I send you my prayers for you and your family, and her of course. When my daughter was l8 and my son 21, I came down with lymphoma (non-hodgkin's cancer) suddenly, a very aggressive and scary one, and was in a year of aggressive treatments, chemo, radiation, a surgery, and I hated most putting them through all the fear and concern and ordeal. That's what broke my heart. But we made it. I pray you folks do too. Effective poem, a sad twist on a vase of flowers here.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/09/06 at 07:53 PM

Enjoyed reading this. Nice write. Thanks.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/26/18 at 02:33 PM

Love the title in how it reflects what follows in the text. A few years back I could have easily written this poem (and did so in my own way), as it seemed every other week I was losing a friend or loved one to Death for various reasons. Congrats on POTD.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/26/18 at 06:15 PM

This is quite powerful and real and sad. Congratulations on POTD.

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