Monday, February 27, 2012

Floral Euthanasia

One of my poems was just published in the March edtion of Thrush:

Floral Euthanasia
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful
than the risk it took to blossom.
~ Anais Nin
At the flower hospital, millions lie on stick stretchers.
The “Unblossomed Emergency Room” is so loud with complaints
the flower nurses and doctors have to wear acorn hearing protection.
It is rare one cannot blossom for medical reasons.
99% of the time it is only psychological.
The disappointment screams are unbearable,
so unbearable
their water vases are removed.
They wilt, still shut tight,
cursing the sky
they cannot see.
Cindy Goff

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