Poetry Friday: After the Storm

Migraine is a diseaseIt’s been raining on and off this week, so my headache has been bad. Because of that, I decided to post this poem from the Help for Headaches and Migraines poetry contest. Rain is always a problem for me because of the changing air pressure and is notoriously a problem for many people with Migraines and headaches. Spring and Fall are my least favorite seasons for this reason. I hate it when people say to me “I just love it when it rains (or thunderstorms), don’t you?” I never know what to say, since I can’t exactly say “No, I hate it. It hurts.” This poem does a good job of conveying the feeling of the end of a long bought of storms, a feeling I’m eagerly awaiting right now, so I thought it would be a good one to share!

Storm Leaves Town

An opening in the clouds
Blue peeks out
The blanket lifts
The iron Blanket of gray pain and
devil-red bolts

Fist behind the eye opens
Loosens its grip
Makes space
The eye can move

Sky opens, fist loosens
Spikes retreat until next time
Open the shades
Soften the brow
The storm has left

Enjoy it now

by Kate McCafferty

I hope you’re having better weather than I am! The round=up is over at Writing and Ruminating, so go check it out!

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