NaPoWriMo 2016 FPR Impromptu #12 MIGRAINEUR


Today’s prompt comes from Found Poetry Review’s Impromptu challenge, this one by Robert Fitterman. To read about Robert, and to see challenge poems from the Impromptu participants, check here:


Collect found language from individuals who articulate how they feel, specifically, in their bodies…physical symptoms in the body (neck, head, stomach, feet, etc). Use at least 20 different posts from different speakers. Modify, arrange, modify. PS. This idea is borrowed from Steve Zultanski.”
I used several articles I found at to source my text, which I then juxtaposed.  I also erased some of the text to carve out my poem.  I modified the prompt by choosing only 5 articles to plunder, as many of the things searching turned up seemed far too particular and personal to comfortably use.




Papyrus Migraine Therapy

Papyrus Migraine Therapy (Wikipedia)



It’s easy to feel like a human yo-yo.
I’m 20. Feel like I’m on the verge of 90.
I get out of bed, assess whether I am physical.

Every time I eat or drink anything
but plain water, I fall asleep.
To get up in the first place
I dream of a walker to get around
yet fear I will feel disabled.
I dream a toilet beside my bed.

Weeks pass.
I go without seeing or talking.
Quality time means migraine,
not the life I wanted,  the tread
worn down and smooth.
Time for climbing a mountain
wearing roller skates, vomiting aura,
impossible train of thought, a project of
significance. Until my ribs feel bruised.

Sometimes simple focusing can trigger
fear of the tread on our shoes
worn down from relentless strides.
We feel slippery, irrelevant and disappearing
into a coffin inside the brain.

The brain is a muscle that can work puzzles
in a funk deep on the verge of tears. A dark abyss.
No way out. A churn in the pit of my head.
That bottomless pit of dissolved skies, this darkness.
The perfect storm catches me by surprise EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

Carol A. Stephen
April 12, 2016


NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 3 FPR Impromptu



NMP-BANNER-DFor Day 3 on FPR, we have a prompt about Creative Staring from Nico Vassilakis. and a helpful interview with the poet, shared by James W. Moore, fellow challenge participant: 

While I am not a follower of Vispo, in the spirit of community I decided to give this a go once, but I warn, I am not artistically inclined, so my poetry will always be through the written word. Here then, my attempt to portray the ocular auras that are the form my migraines take, and which have been visiting with the weather changes we’ve been having the last couple of weeks here in the Ottawa area:

Migraine Translations


English: This is an approximation of the zig-z...

example of zig-zag visual disturbance experienced as a migraine aura. (Wikipedia)

What Is Postmod   ism?

Is the aim of mod     aily life and of thought organic?

 Does the passa       be charted between

heterogen   us languages

belong to a differ      der of cognition?


Would it         al synthesis?

What            autiful?

What     said to be art?


What do         ck of reality signify,

free from na        w historic interpretation?


How to mak    isible

somethi     ich cannot be seen?


What the   the postmodern?

What pla     oes it occupy

in vertig   us questions

hurled     e rules?


What spa    ezanne?

What obj     icasso,

image     arration?

What     upposition Duchamp?


What i  stmodernism?