Cerebral Showers

Sometimes storms rumble through cerebrum
Rolling across hills and valleys therein
Thunder cracks across corpus callosum
And rends my senses of self in twain.

Fighting to fight them
But these are acts of god

The lightning
It’s sparking
Faulty neurons aflame

Smoking dopamine
Till I’m light in the head
Attending hippocampus
Oh I wish I’d forget

Sell me some serotonin
Maybe then this will end
And orphan my saddest synapse
Let it be raised in someone else’s head

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Perhaps the miracle is how our brains seem to work well most of the time. When they do you take it for granted. A while ago I discovered I have bipolar so I know about this at first hand. Luckily I'm fine most of the time but when things become unbalanced it can be exciting and then scary. Thanks for sharing your fine poem Dennis.
All the best,
Alan

[adornoscousin]

I love this. I love the mixing of outside/inside language. Reminds me of Dylan Thomas. Great poem

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Woww I'm admiring this awesome amazing poem with its intellectual biology terms, I myself love employing scientific jargon in poems so yours really delighted my grey matter. It's brilliance was instantly apparent to me and is now established in my cortex that I would love reading your poems in future whatever you write since if you can write one brill poem then every poem is likely to be worthwhile even if not always scientific as my taste is. Kudos!!

[Coyote Poetry]

To forget some things. We cannot.
"Smoking dopamine
Till I’m light in the head
Attending hippocampus
Oh I wish I’d forget"
I know the above lines well. Somethings done. Tattoos to us. Hello Dennis and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote