All Entries to the 2008 Migraine and Headache Poetry Contest

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Can You Hear the Paindrops?

Can you hear those paindropsThey're pounding against the groundOne by one they fall togetherEach with distinctive sounds When the rain subsides and the clouds are goneThe air is so fresh and cleanIt seems to carry all the madness awayLike a strange, wonderful dream Wouldn't it be wonderfulIf it were only trueThat a magical breeze... Read more Chevron

posted 04/16/2008, comment (1)|

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Half a Life

My neck muscles tightenMy right eye keeps tearing My senses are heightenedA Migraine is nearing Could it be hormones orAm I just stressedWhatever the triggerMigraines leave me depressed What shall I abstain fromWhat should I refrainAnd why do I have Such a sensitive brain There's one thing of whichI'm sure all will agreeWe cherish the... Read more Chevron

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What about your grain?

I gave away all the bushels of my grain, Thus miraculously was rid of migraine!

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COmtnmama

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Where, Oh Where?

Where is the world at the hour of three, when I wake from the pain, and stumble for pills, a knife in my brain? Where go the children on a sunny bright day, when I huddle in my bed, shades drawn, afraid to raise my head? Where goes the client who dailed on the phone, expecting the best of service for fee, while... Read more Chevron

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Familiar Light

Oh, yes, that familiar light. The light that holds its painful beauty. Will it light my path? Will it stay for long? Shall I welcome it, shall I curse it. Its beauty is but a mirage as it takes my brain to a place of desperation to escape the pain that awaits. I go for its cruel ride until it releases me.

posted 04/15/2008, comments (0)|

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