Galar
For a few days my ears had been crawling with a bit of a dull ache. It was manageable, but I knew the barometric pressure was changing. I woke up yesterday morning and felt like I was laying on one of those rubber floats out on the lake. I didn’t need to look out the window. I just crawled to the couch and tried to be a civilized human being. I didn’t last long in this state. But while I was semi upright, I managed to pen my daily poem. It follows. The title is Galar which means disease in Gaelic. I wanted the Gaelic translation for Meniere’s Disease and was able to get it and just used Galar to name my dragon in my short story The Damsel And The Dragon. The dragon in the story is Meniere’s Disease and of course, I am the damsel. I now use the term Galar when I am feeling the talons of this brutal beast. So yesterday, it became the title of this poem. I would say enjoy, but considering the topic…
Galar
The dragon is back
my ears to claim
his attack is brutal
driving me insane
my ears, they crawl
they burn and ache
I want it to end
for goodness sake
I cannot understand
how a God, so kind
can cause this ill
I’m losing my mind
please, someone
take sword in hand
slay Galar soon
erase him from this land
we are many
Galar seeks out
salt, allergies, weather
can begin our bout
the scientists only
through tests and research
can slay Galar,
remove him from his perch.
PLEASE HELP SOON!!!!
April 8, 2010
© DL Bach