Hard Pressed

leaves litter the ground
en route to the hospital
sky hangs out pale cloth

shake it off, baby
Saturday is a fever
sure to blow over

spiny puffer fish inflate
in waiting room tank

Sunday cracks the bone~
doctor delivers the news
of leukemia

hard pressed but not crushed
carnations in glass vases
transfuse window light

Weekly Writing Challenge: Haiku Catchoo!



  1. Oh, Angie, I am so sorry. I so hope you have the one that’s treatable. All blessings to you.

    • Elizabeth, it’s my best friend’s daughter who was diagnosed. Yes, it’s A.L.L, the most treatable kind. Good news considering cancer’s verociousness.

  2. In my humble opinion, this should have been Freshly Pressed. Stunning. Praying for you, your friend, and her daughter

    • Thank you so much for that! We are on clean home/welcome home duty tomorrow to prep for their release this week, for a short time. Clean toilets and no chemo…heaven

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