I had a poem running around in my migrained head,
it flitted in between jabs of pain in the wee hours.
Something about molten red and ribbons and burning a hole in my searing brain–no wait. That was the migraine.
But
I will write it later when Motrin and coffee have done their duty!
Reblogged this on From thoughts to words.
Thank you!
Ah, that sunset is a beauty… I hope that migraine doesn’t last long. Nasty things they are.
Mostly gone, but it leaves me so dull and woozy. 😦
Beautiful picture but sorry about the headache!
Thank you. They sneak up on me unannounced.
Gorgeous picture. Hope your head is feeling better.
~FringeGirl
Thanks. Getting there. 😛
Sorry about the migraine. I hope you have recovered. The photo is a beauty.
Thanks. On the mend.
wonderfull, i want be there…
It looks better at sunset. 🙂 In the day, it is dry desert!
dear madam.. may i repost u’re picture please?
Sure. Thanks for asking. 🙂
Great words of expression. Hope you are feeling a bit better.
Thanks. Getting sympathy is almost as good as Motrin, 🙂
sometimes better!
I don’t have migraines, but “up the back of the neck” headaches that feel like an axe is in the process of scalping me. I must stick with acetaminophen–and coffee really does help.
Have you tried icepacks? When I wake with a migraine (and much of my pain sears the back of my head, too), hubby gets me an icepack and it really helps.
Art mimics life or something? Hope you feel better. The picture is fantastic!
Thank you. I do. 🙂