Thursday, April 12, 2012

I Hate Dust

It is easier to complain about dust than cancer
It is easier to see
And easier to remove.
I can be angry about the dust.
I can wipe it clean and it is gone.
The dust will not ravage a body
Like cancer can.
I can tell if the dust has returned
Before I know about the cancer.
Both are silent things
One floats through the air,
The other slides through the blood stream.
Both alight somewhere
And start to accumulate,
Clogging up the works
Making the house unclean.
Just a little lemon oil and a dust rag are all I need
to remove the dust, but,
I wonder how chemo smells
And if everything glows and sparkles inside
When it is through.
I hate dust.

~Kathie Adams Brown (4-19-12)


  1. Hi Kathie

    What a powerful poem.


  2. I loved this, which broke my heart.

    1. Sandy, I am so glad you finally read this. I thought you would like it and I hoped you would read it!

  3. Very poignant. Only a person who has seen first-hand the effects of cancer could write this.

    1. Ruth, thank you for being so perceptive!

  4. Kathie as one who has experienced chemo :everything does glow and sparkle inside my body now that
    I am through and in remission!
    Great poem ..yes I agree powerfully poignant!

    1. Naturegirl, I am so glad you read this and I am even gladder that you are doing so well!

  5. Oh, Kathie--this is so true. ((hugs)) Powerful words.


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