The line When the lightning lit Snaking the pain through my skin When the thunder hit Thoughts and a line so thin Snaking the pain through my skin, When the storm rolled in Thoughts and a line so thin I’m the pain. Thoughts the sin. When the storm rolled in When the thunder hit I’m…… Continue reading Poem: The line
Almost time for NaNoWriMo: Novel writing month in November. Writing is all about a soul yearning for a reality that doesn’t exist. It seems to me. And those realities have a certain pull to them over our own. Such a pull we have to write them down. Soul Yearnings My soul haunts a place, It…… Continue reading Soul yearning
I have a migraine poem for you guys today. Wrote when I was having a migraine, which isn’t that astonishing as I get them practically every day. I Tried Butterbur and Pie I tried ice And everything nice. I tried magnesium oil And a hat of aluminum foil. I tried every supplement known to man,…… Continue reading Poem: I Tried Butterbur and Pie
Just a short little poem. Time Lost days, melded into decades. Concentration, focus slid away. Memories erode and it all fades, Locked in infinite pain, time’s prey.
So I had a migraine. A brutal migraine. I tried numerous things to abort it or to just lower the pain. Nothing worked. Just nothing. So what to do? Write a poem about it. I tried ice And everything nice I tried magnesium oil And a hat of aluminum foil I tried every supplement known…… Continue reading Poem: I tried
Here are three short poems I wrote recently. First on was on a whim and the other two are migraine related. One was a prompt that said write about a number so I wrote about the number of migraines I get in a year.
I dreamed I dreamed of escape, From a life of pain. The limitations and the shape Of a life I couldn’t sustain From a life of pain, How far could I flee from me? The limitations and the shape, Of my soul taunting all I foresee. How far could I flee from me? The limitations…… Continue reading Poem: I dreamed
I admin for a migraine page so I put my freeflow poem on this image. I used the image for inspiration as well. It was sort of squeezed onto the image. Below is the actual layout. And her world cascaded with geometrical edges, ripples and waves. Raindrops of gold and seas of orange. And she…… Continue reading Her world
There is a poem I wrote called,’Lost days’. Someone in a group mentioned a journal that was looking for submissions. So I submitted. The journal is Fine lines and is quarterly. I am of course happy about this. Always happy to get something published. However this one came as a bit of a surprise. I…… Continue reading Poem to be published
This is a short poem I wrote one night. I had not really thought about the title as you can see. Just put this place-holder on it for now. Eyes What do you see Behind these eyes Glass walls that be holding hope that dies. The scars and breaks the spark that…… Continue reading Eyes: Poem
I came across a poetry contest. The due date is October 1st. And it is for Writer’s Digest. 1st entry 15 bucks and every entry after that 10 bucks. Here is the LINK I submitted one poem I am rather fond of. I enjoy writing poetry from time to time. I don’t believe I have…… Continue reading Poetry Contest
Ride in the Night In seeps the night in creeps the darkness Where I triumph in day, it cannot stay, not today In seeps the night In creeps the sorrow Here comes the gloom trumpeting its doom In seeps the night In creeps the pain Whispers spiral in the head cannot be unsaid. -Nikki Albert
Brain Haze Lost my mind today Pain distorting reality Brain beginning to fray There goes my functionality Pain distorting reality How to comprehend? There goes my functionality Brain haze descending How to comprehend? Brain beginning to fray Brain haze descending Lost my mind today
Surface There you see, the smiling me A facade I created, A game I concocted, Just for you. All for you. Beneath the surface, Behind that face, Is a silent scream, And shattered dreams. Just for me. All for me.
Window to the Soul Beneath this wall A pit of suffering Hidden from all, Blinding and writhing A pit of suffering Behind smiling eyes Blinding and writhing. What a pretty disguise Behind smiling eyes Hidden from all What a pretty disguise Beneath this wall
A Whisper Away Just a whisper away Pain’s hidden tears Smiles with edges that fray Silence weighs the fears Pain’s hidden tears rules all the sorrows Smiles with edges that fray stealing all tomorrows Rules all the sorrows Smiles with edges that fray Stealing all tomorrows Just a whisper away
I am trying out a new poetry format I came across in a poetry writing group. So I wrote a few short poems in it. Here is one: Gone Where have I gone? Shadows today stretch away reflections of the past said and done And here I stay Shadows today stretch away Pain lingers…… Continue reading Poem: Gone
This is the longest poem I have every attempted. I feel like I should explain this one but in the end I suppose people can put their own interpretation onto it. It was one that felt right to write though. So I did. That Night The world was silent and still Madness reigned…… Continue reading Poem: That Night
That Which Lurks Within I carry dark things within me They lurk and hover out of sight I carry dark things within me And then within me ignite Pulsating agony within me Pain that slumbers, twists and turns; Pulsating agony within me Wakes and claws and burns. I cannot shed this weight within me,…… Continue reading A few poems I wrote lately
The Bright Will you talk to me about what goes on in the light? Beyond my shimmering, shaking sight? I will tell you of the moonbeams Of colorful, iridescent silent streams If you will just tell me what goes on in the bright So far out of my sight. I will tell…… Continue reading A poem: The Bright