My Daily Headaches

My Daily Headaches
My Daily Headaches

Convoluted it may seem,
this esoteric gazing into infinite skies,
while life knocks on the door,
bringing reason to jibe my very purpose,
and questions increases exponentially
when answers aren’t forthcoming,
as thoughts circle in the cosmos,
returning to where they began.

Overwhelmed by possibilities,
philosophical musing is like
piecing together unrelated puzzles,
till something makes sense,
when in the end,
all I want is a relevant question,
rather than definitive answers,
adrift in the sea of limitless perspectives;
so frustration embeds itself in my mind,
and going to sleep
wrapped in irresolution, becomes the norm.

It’s a headache, literally,
when this avalanche of thought
encroaches upon a functioning mind,
until the world slips away,
further and further from cognizance,
and people just stare,
wondering if you’re experiencing an aneurysm
or suffering a seniors moment,
whichever way, it doesn’t help.

For this reason I contrive
to have my moments in private,
staring, gazing and generally considering
the world and its components in the privacy
of my own space, although the cat
often looks at me strangely,
thinking perhaps I’ve morphed
into a pillar of salt,
or my brain got stuck and there I sit,
stalled and motionless.

In any case,
I am stricken with this predisposition,
to think deeply and often,
the world within my head so vastly underutilized
as I try to connect with the outside world;
thank God for writing,
my one saving grace,
my path of outward expression.

Tony DeLorger © 2018

Tony DeLorger
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

4 thoughts on “My Daily Headaches

  • April 7, 2018 at 5:00 PM

    A perfect picture capturing your mind manifest only to you and your cat. As you say, “thank God for writing, my one saving grace.” Very well written, young man!

  • April 7, 2018 at 8:39 PM

    Yes Phyllis, my little grounding friend. He does help emotionally and sometime spiritually. Did you know that cats, with their 18 hours a day sleep, spend it on the astral plain. They are so attuned. Cheers!


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