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pressure balls & points
by Charlie Morgana pressure ball for the pressure point;
then, move on as you have more time.
Madam Miatsu clinks on with her grin.
needles drip from my earlobes and brows,
drawing pain away and setting it free
to travel the globe and hurt others.
now, worldly pain gone, mine enters;
the pain left behind is constant, i say.
she grins wider, says i brought it in.
03/06/2008 Posted on 03/06/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 03/07/08 at 04:31 AM Just love acupuncture! MFS |
| Posted by Keith McFarlane on 03/10/08 at 05:48 PM Deftly demonstrated Taoism -- just keep your bad qi away from me! :) I already live too close to a highway...as always -- very insightful, and "drawing pain away and setting it free/to travel the globe and hurt others" was the key to the castle for me. Nice work eh. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/13/08 at 04:37 AM I'm really trying to see your head dripping with needles ;) - yikes - I've never tried acupunture. I like the dance with pain here - spooky thinking of it traveling the globe, or of inviting yours to stay. You always make me think more deeply... |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 09/24/09 at 05:02 AM love this Charlie, where does our pain go when we release it, does it dissapate or is it picked up and redistibuted? |
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