Electric Flashes Options

[Aphrodite]

In the quieting of    
night I sit in the company    
of demons pushing through  
my unmanageable mind...    
 
and like a vice,  
clutching my  
head fiercely    
to squeeze the unwanted    
debris consuming delicate  
space, I beg to discard the    
wildly persistent racket  
 
realizing,  
like terminal illness    
temporarily halting with    
diminutive hope,    
eventually it gnaws and gnaws,    
annihilating what was    
once unbroken.    
 
In moment's reflection  
my eyes fill with a reserve  
of hardened tears not shed  
from pitiless numbing,

then,
acquiescing    
transfixed by the blackness    
of ebony sprinkled with    
electric flashes,  
I become a lustrous  
shooting star,  
a shot in the dark  
then lost again.  
©Linda Balboni 2004

[Aphrodite]

Hi Lindi,

When I was younger I suffered from blinding migraine (not the French kind) headaches, bright lights, shattered vision. Everthing happening inside my brain. Close your eyes... still there. Nowhere to hide. Demons in your head.

Your poem reminded me of this.


May I add a fine poem. Stark and realistic.


Arnie (John)
 

Hey John~

How the heck are you? I have missed interacting with you. I have been MIA as of late, but hoping to come back into the main stream soon.

Your interpretation is great as I wrote this about everything from the burden and heaviness of worry to piercing migraines!

I too suffer from occasional migraines, and they are so  painful!

Thanks so much for your kind words and may you remain happy and migraine free!

Blessings~
Lindi