Rising

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Trip to London

Turned into a nightmare

When Vera started to feel sick

On the flight

She made it to her sister’s flat

Then to the hospital

On a ventilator for weeks

Yet still she rose like a Phoenix

In a Blaze of Glory

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Mish asked us to write a 44 word Quadrille using the word blaze. Nothing says blaze like a phoenix rising from the ashes. This poem is about our neighbor, Vera, who traveled to London to visit her sister, only to become sick on the way. The flight affected her sickle-cell condition.  She ended up in the hospital deathly sick for almost a month and had to be put on a ventilator. She was in an induced coma for two weeks. She had to have her spleen removed.

Lots of prayers from friends and family were given on her behalf. Gradually she recovered and returned home again. Her daughter flew to London to be with her through it all, while still working online. A week ago she walked down the block from her house to visit us. She had this phoenix painting of mine and asked me to come and move it to her living room wall to remind her of all she has been through.

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