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Posted by: Aphrodite Jan 22 05, 14:30

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

Posted by: jgdittier Jan 23 05, 18:18

Dear Linda,
I can't paraphrase it or explain it or assimilate it but it has the
element that makes me want too.
Cheers,    jgd

Posted by: Aphrodite Jan 29 05, 10:53

Hey JDG~

LOL! Thanks for your response and the intelligent message behind it.

This is definitely a "deep" one, with a few different meanings.

Have a great day, void of electric flashes!

Lindi

Posted by: Don Jan 30 05, 12:20

Hi Linda,

Long time, no see; my fault.

I am beginnning to sport a spray can of paint like a camera to record impressionable moments.  So many blank walls—sound barriers for one—touted to be off-limits, but needing free comment...till commercial posters line the race track.

I enjoyed your verse, which deserves repeated readings out of respect; but am motivated to alter here and there, which normal readers tend to do.  Being off-limits for crit, this serves well as crit credit without crit.

Thanks and God bless,

Don

Posted by: Aphrodite Feb 5 05, 09:58

Hello Don~

How are you doing these days?
I have been MIA myself, as far as frequenting poetry forums.
I hope to be more visible in the near future.

As always, I appreciate your captivating dialogue regarding my poem.
A little complicated, but says what I wanted it to.    

Take care and hope to read you soon.

Blessings to you~
Lindi

Posted by: Don Feb 5 05, 11:24

Hey Linda,

See my "Smile of Guile."

Don

Posted by: Perrorist Feb 5 05, 11:29

Fascinating piece, Lindi. I missed this when it was first posted. The imagery is excellent.

Perry

Posted by: Aphrodite Feb 5 05, 21:30

Hello Perry~

I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment so nicely on my "head" piece.

Hope to read you soon! :pharoah2

Blessings~
Lindi

Posted by: Arnfinn Feb 7 05, 05:28

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)
 :wizard:

Posted by: Aphrodite Feb 8 05, 16:23

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

Posted by: Nina Feb 8 05, 17:53

Hi Lindi

I too missed this poem when you posted.  I very much enjoyed the read.

What I got from the poem is the pain from the thoughts in your head, gripping you like a vice.  You can't get rid of your personal demons and they are crowding out other more pleasant thoughts and creativity.  For a while there is a flash of light (creativity?) which frees you but then you are back in the darkness.

I didn't however, pick up the interpretation of migraine, though I too have suffered with them since I was 6 years old.  Mind you I never experienced flashing lights, only the awful pounding headache and nausea and having to lie perfectly still in the dark.

Nina

Posted by: Aphrodite Feb 10 05, 12:11

Hello Nina~

How are you? Thanks so much for your kind response to my poem. You are right on target too!

Those demons or worry that binds us! I appreciate your thoughtful response and look forward to reading you soon.

Blessings~
Lindi