It's Still Life

Quadrille #106

B&Wsparks

It Casts a Cracked Shadow…

…those particles. Misfiring.
A drum-drumming and atoms
thundering.

An alto choir
between my ears.

Then breath-throb stars
in black, and half-flash pulses
of chaos.

And I want for
stillness.

Migraine.

It pinches my wings, and
keeps me from rising
to meet the day.

 
  
 

Happily, I’ve not suffered a migraine for a long time. Written for dVerse #106 Quadrille “Drum” ©️ Misky 2020. Image from Unsplash.

Misky

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7 responses to “Quadrille #106”

  1. Frank Hubeny avatar
    Frank Hubeny

    Feeling ill in any way keeps me from rising to meet the day as well.

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  2. rothpoetry avatar
    rothpoetry

    I understand they can be extremely painful drumming in your head! Well done!

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  3. Mish avatar
    Mish

    So spot on in conveying the feeling.
    Migraines are the worst drummers ever!

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  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) avatar
    Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    This is painful to read… There are good drums and bad… these are very bad.

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  5. msjadeli avatar
    msjadeli

    good description of the misfiring particles. it’s like a war inside one’s skull.

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  6. peterfrankiswrites avatar
    peterfrankiswrites

    So like how the pain progresses in this piece, the atoms thundering, the choir – all the senses conspiring. Sympathies to anyone so afflicted.

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  7. sanaarizvi avatar
    sanaarizvi

    Migraines are painful indeed! But oh! I just love the vivid imagery especially; “Then breath-throb stars in black, and half-flash pulses of chaos.” ❤️

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