NaPoWriMo: Creativity and Pain

I spent the night in the hospital last night while they ran all kinds of tests and suspected I was having a heart attack. I kept mulling the topic of the day, wondering what I should or could write about. My pain level when I arrived was at a high end 8, low 9. In other words, I couldn’t breathe to keep it in control, so my blood pressure went over the top. It occurred to me as I sat in the waiting room sure doom would arrive, I could just write about what I was dealing with at that moment. Pen in hand, I wrote the following poem.

NaPoWriMo

NaPoWriMo

Blood Brothers

The pain can only ease

if I am writing poetry

ink to paper thin

dripping words from within

using black and blue bruises

of Bic Crystal pens (my favorites)

The words tick-tock my memories

so I can live again

bloom within

shed my skin

lose to win–

–dows to the sleepless soul

with shades drawn against

the surprise war of the worlds

(Maybe we should toss confetti).

I fill the pages slowly with dragging foot

while my guts glow

radioactive

so attractive

I catch the eyes of ritzy doctors

worshiped nurses

wheelchair parking

and abandoned purses.

I use these words

to forgiv(e)ncourage me

for everything I couldn’t/wouldn’t be

Every day I was too blind to see

That pain can only ease

only ease

if I am writing poetry

16 comments on “NaPoWriMo: Creativity and Pain

  1. B.R.Marsten says:

    A painful inspiration, but you did so much with it. Well written.

  2. I hope you’re okay! That’s scary to be going through that. Your poem is so fitting for the situation. Sometimes poetry is our prescribed medicine.

  3. Rommy says:

    I liked the small touches of whimsy in this work. It felt like they were thumbing their noses at the pain and cheering the process that keeps you writing

  4. Jane K says:

    Glad to hear you are ok, mightily impressed you could use your pen and words when you were feeling so bad to keep yourself calm. Catching the little oddities of a hospital waiting area in your words.

  5. Wow! I’m glad your alright. By the way, it is most impressive you could channel your frame of mind to your pen.

  6. So glad you are ok. As I read the words, I felt you in the hospital. How you become so intent on just getting the breath back! Great piece, just hope you don’t have to go through that sort of inspiration again!

    • I really do, and yes I know it sounds trite, find inspiration everywhere. I keep random collected papers on me with phrases and sentences which then turn into scenarios, emotions, essays, and articles. It helps a lot.

  7. Linda Looney says:

    Interesting perspective you encountered! I am so happy you will be ok! Love you, Mom

    “Love as God loves and live as Jesus lived” Rev. Tim TenClay

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  8. Laura Davis says:

    Oh my! Are you alright? What was the outcome? I love the pictures you paint with your words but so sorry you had to go through the pain to arrive at the poem.

    • I am okay. When I went there, I told them my shoulder and arm hurt. They diddled and decided to make sure I am okay. 12 hours later, I’m home, exhausted, but glad it wasn’t a heart attack but shoulder pain (Think I pulled a tendon)

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