Pain searing like the burning sun
Every sound a banshee scream
Like Hell’s pandemonium has begun
Torture ascending with every sunbeam
Every sound a banshee scream
Every colour a sharp cutting blazon
Torture ascending with every sunbeam
Every movement like being bludgeoned
Every colour a sharp cutting blazon
Every whisper a klaxon scream
Every movement like being bludgeoned
Every breath makes cold sweat stream
Every whisper a klaxon scream
Like Hell’s pandemonium has begun
Every breath makes cold sweat stream
Pain searing like the burning sun
© RedCat
Written for tonight’s MTB: Coming full circle prompt at dVerse.
I love writing Pantoums. I hate having migraines.
The world according to RedCat 
The circular motion of the pantoun is like a drill in the head… like migraine indeed.
Yes it worked really well for this one. A drill in the head is a very apt description.
This is incredibly potent. You describe the effects of the migraine so aptly! I don’t get them very often but oh… when I do… they are nasty!
Thank you! Nasty is a good word for them. It’s one of those things I wouldn’t wish on my nemesis. (If I had one.)
Such a painful (though brilliant) write – the pantoum works so well here – conveying in its echoing how pain changes colour or sound but doesn’t diminish. Took me there. (Hope you’re feeling better real soon).
Thank you! I find the Pantoum really good at conveying some things. Maybe it’s because I tend to see patterns and repetition in much of life.
This one was really bad, went on for most of the weekend. Still feeling the aftereffects.
A great form to describe the pain of migraine. I get these occasionally with PMDD so the best thing is sometimes to lie in a darkened room and stave them off. I hope you get some relief from your migraines soon.
Yes darkness and silence seem for most too be what we need then. Silence with kids in the house it not always easy to achieve.
This was painful to read as I woke up with the one from last night – and it’s too real for comfort, Helene. Hell’s pandemonium is an accurate description. The repetition like the persistent pounding in my head!
Ouch! I’m sorry to hear so many of us know what it feels like. Wonder if together we could come up with a piece that soothes it instead of remind us…?
Yup, that’s it, that’s a migraine, zactly. It is just the same inescapable pain. Thank God for Triptans for some. Klaxon scream especially stood out.
I’m sorry for everyone who knows what I’m talking about. They have as yet not found any medication that works for me. But maybe one day… Yeah the klaxon is horrible.
lots for me to take in here. i have never experenced a migraine but you have put accros the pain elegently. hope yo don’t have to many. and you have shown the pantuom form and i beleive i noe get it. thank you
Thank you! I have them occasionally. More often if I stress myself out. A painful reminder to take better care of myself.
When a migraine arrives there is nothing to do but focus on soothing it. I’m sorry you suffer from one recently, Helene. I’m guessing recently as the pain in the poem feels fresh.
Soothing them when you’ve pushed and stressed yourself to far, there by inducing it, is like a marathon.
Actually I was a few hours in, thinking I’ve gotten a light one. When I wrote it. Then it hit full force, lasting most of the weekend.
I’m quite surprised I managed to write at all.
What an accurate and lively portrayal. I would have never thought about writing about something I hate but you’ve brought it to life!
I felt this poem, haven’t had one for years, but the memory lingers in the body.
I’m unsure whether to be pleased I managed to describe it so well or feel guilty for making others feel or remember it so vividly. 🤗
I’m glad to hear it’s possible for it to be years ago however.
Yes, I have had the ghost of one not so long ago, but thankfully none like before, so many I know who are just crushed by them. A colleague has had extended treatment – 15 severe migraines a month, not sure how that is even possible to survive. Thank you for the connect though, poetry goes deep.