This pain is a discordant symphony.
Percussion throbs a bass in the bone.
Piccolo dances of sensation up and down the leg.
Trumpet blasts explode out from the ankle.
Bassoon wails all along the incision site.
Kettle drum beats defiantly deep in the ankle bone. Dum. Dum. Dum.
Oboe whines a strident screech, vibrating muscle.
Cello squeezes, squeezes, squeezes low notes of agony.
Oh pain, go away; return my body to harmony.
Shawn L. Bird 
Beautiful…nice imagery
Ironic how something as soothing as music is used to depict pain…
It seemed to fit.
Super poem! Love the musical metaphors.
Thank you, Catherine.
I could feel this! Great imagery….
Thanks, Kimberly
you;re teaching music now?
ha
i swear that aviator is looking at me!
Aviator?
Yeah, the little picture of you.
Makes you wish there was at least a conductor, doesn’t it?!
Or ear plugs!
This, too, shall pass. But not quickly enough, I’m sure.
You’re right!
Great use of symbolism Shawn!
Thanks, Jarrod.
I’m there with you. Add my wails Shawn.
xxx Hugs xxx
your wails fit well with the rest of the discord!
ow ow ow ow 😦
Fine use of metaphor in this poem Shawn. My answer: drugs.
Yes. I wish they were a little more effective, but I am doing better today.
Methinks the howling wind outside would add an extra dimension of pain to the mix. Hope you’re feeling better, day by day.
Probably would.
I have no idea what it’s like outside my windows. Through the blind slats from my bed all I see is mist.
clever use of musical metaphor shawn; but the sounds described do not make for a symphony; cacophony of agony may be a better title…Raj.
Yeah, the cacophony of it is the key contrast. Discordant symphony is something of an oxymoron, isn’t it, if ‘symphony’ means ‘together sound’. (Discord has an interesting meaning- ‘apart hearts’).
I heard it like the beginning of a performance when all the instruments are preparing, each playing something separate, everything jarring. Just before the concert master comes in and has everyone tune to the oboe’s Concert A everything is cacophony, then one note, and then togetherness!
Empathy! Been there, done that! Four times to date! Hang in there! It always gets better.
FOUR TIMES?!
Oh, you have my great sympathy!!
I am pleased to report that I just went 6 hrs between meds! YAY! Very happy development. The symphony of agony has abated.
My ortho and I are on first name basis. Right knee ACL repair in ’92. Right Knee replacement in 09. Left Quadriceps tendon rupture and repair in ’11. Right Achilles Tendon rupture and repair in ’14.
Zowie.
Hope all is well these days!
Excellent, Thanks! I left the cane in 2014!
Congratulations. I hope you don’t see the surgeon again!
Or at least only socially!