Pain Memory, Nuts

My memories have scattering incidences, emotional intensities, breath snatching trauma wrapped with pain. There are singularities scattered over my memory retention field, over my time space. Deep adrenaline seared Nuts vortex up into whirlpools of my consciousness. I could never see the source , till I woke old. The light now are laser lances. Oh the sweet putrid hurricanoes of Effluvia…in its winds and smells I find relief.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Don’t let your memories of pain make you nuts….we all experience pain as we age and I try not to focus on it, because I’d I did I couldn’t even write a poem…..some days store good, others not, but I try to impose a balance
Of calm so that live in more than bearable.
Best
B.

[albee]

Pain is universal, certain and necessary. Suffering is optional.

[Betty Hermelee]

This is very true Albee, thanks for the comment, and you're welcome!
Best, B

[barleygirl]

I have lived with chronic all-over pain for 30 years. I used to remember how good or bad each day would be. Now I've let go of all that judgment & measuring of days. I let go of defining life by how each day is going. After that letting go point, I kind went wacko, as described in your poem. My mind bounces from a pain impulse to a hummingbird thrill & all over the place in between, not really settling, just coping, taking it all in, good & bad (((HUGS)))

[albee]

Pain has become my teacher. She guides me how far I can edge my knees and shoulders. My embrace of her in my daily life now, has shown her many faces. Some I have come to enjoy. I trust she will stop me from damage caused by my moving body.