I’m empty of words today
that might bring others
pleasure or comfort

A flurry of petals
falling from blooming trees
on grass gone suddenly lush

A sky so blue
set off against the bursting green
of every waking tree

Things that typically
entice me to happy
refuse solid purchase

Instead I am a vessel
that needs replenishing
after hours spent sitting

on hospital chairs
talking to more doctors
about things that can never be


April 25, 2013
Julie Ayers
NaPoWriMo #25


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