The Migraine

The Migraine

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The Migraine.
When the vision
today comes blurry.
Thoughts thump
in symphony, decay.
The low strings pull
on high strings, empty.
As night in day
has extended stay!

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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I know this feeling...not all crescendos are listenable, especially when the head feels so...well voiced Andrew :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

I suffer from peripheral blurring when I get a migraine so I only see half a sentence or two letters.. read more
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Well written, small piece of writing. I like the words you used in this one to describe this state of one's head. (Unfortunately) I can relate to it...

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks Vanessa yes migraines are not fun!
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9 Years Ago

No def not...

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Added on February 19, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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