Migraine Art

Been really struggling with daily migraines for the past week or so, and the usual preventives and rescue meds aren't doing the trick so much. Very frustrating. Difficult to focus on reading or computer related activities with demons twisting your optic nerves. 

Anyway, I did manage to put together this piece expressing my mood of late. Thanks to Micael C. for his idea of using print pages for the background, which I blatantly stole from a favorite painting of his that's hanging in my art room.

Alice in Migraine Land

image source

The Queen of Hearts

has baked some tarts

but they had MSG

now Alice has a migraine

and can't hold down her tea.

Her head feels like a blimp now

her legs are made of lead

There's pounding in her ears and

Alice wants to go to bed!

The caterpillar's smoking

is making Alice queasy

If pain vanished like Cheshire Cats

then life would be so easy!

One potion makes her larger

One potion makes her small

but Alice knows the awful truth-

There is no cure at all.

submitted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Unfairy Tales

Phoenix

Phoenix by Timo-san

Tired

from a long day of

nothing

but mental masturbation

and self-flagellation

Brain packed with eider down

fuzzed filled

forgetful

The clock

the enemy

ticking away the day

time to rally 

move the leaden limbs

accomplish something

anything

maybe tomorrow

I've been shot down

in flames

and I want to believe

in rebirth

but I'm still waiting

burnt feathers

and charred carrion.

submitted for One Single Impression, Birdie
Gooseberry Garden, Poetry Picnic, Feathers

Number Five

I dance on the edges of dreams and wakefulness
I hear your laugh
on the car radio
You've been whispering my name at night
I don't believe in ghosts
so I know it's you
You love me; you love me not
You love me; I'm tied in knots
Words puzzle me
How they fit together then
fly apart again
I wash my laundry in beer
How is it
that your face is in every ink blot?
You look so beautiful with wings.

submitted for Poetry Jam, Your Assignment (laundry, laugh, ghost, edges, beer)

The Story of Lorelei Lolita Liscoe

Just before stepping out

on her big date, Lorelei Lolita Liscoe discovered

the perfect combination of

pills

pot

powders and

potables

to make her feel

just right.

The only problem she couldn't tweak away

was an annoying

pink mouse

in her peripheral vision

that wagged its finger at her

as if she were a naughty toddler who

stole a cookie.

She decided she could live

with this minor side-effect.

However

in her haste to apply make-up and perfume

for her big date

Lorelei Lolita Liscoe forgot

to write down the recipe for her potion.

This truly presented a predicament for

the date went smashingly

and a second was planned

for the following Friday.

Lorelei Lolita Liscoe was not a woman

to panic.

She had earned her Girl Scout Gold Award

with badges in

cooking

chemistry and

herbaceous healing.

She would duplicate the formula

before her next date.

Attempt number one was not

so great:

uncontrollable sneezing

intermittent aphasia

alopecia

earlobe dysplasia.

Try number two

would not do:

crying jags and

halitosis

itchy elbows

madarosis.

Finally

on her third try

Lorelei Lolita Liscoe believed 

she had her nostrum
replicated.

This pleased her for several reasons:

1. Her date was that night

2. She was beginning to worry she wouldn't feel just right ever again

3. Her intake of pills, pot, powders, and potables that week had exceeded anything she had ever previously experienced and

4. She was starting to feel a tad strange.

Just before stepping out

on her second big date, Lorelei Lolita Liscoe downed
her elixir.

In her peripheral vision was
an annoying

pink mouse

lying in a bed made from

hair and eyelashes. It was

wagging its finger.

The Liscoe family decided to hold

an open casket funeral, saying

she seemed so lovely and so peaceful.

The mourners at the viewing of
Lorelei Lolita Liscoe all agreed that
she looked

just right.

submitted for Poetry Jam, Drug Induced

Blue Pill Blues

image courtesy of Walter Parada

Economy's down

The budget's tight

We have to make some cuts

We'll lay off teachers

Reduce food stamps

Tighten belts we must!

And out health care

It's so wasteful

We can trim some frills

Use generics

Pre-approvals

Just keep our blue pills!

Diabetics

They can manage

Without their injections

But without

Our Viagra

We'll have no erections!

Fingers ache

From arthritis

Hurting to the bone?

We don't care

Meds cost money

We want groins of stone!

Who gives a damn

If some woman

Has another pup?

Birth control

Doesn't matter

If we can't get it up!

So go ahead

Cut our health care

Fix financial ills

But don't you ever

Touch our manhood

Give us our blue pills!

submitted for One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry

and May Poetry Challenge, Healthcare, at Verse in a Nutshell