Poetry ~Vertigo

This poem, along with three others, was written a few weeks ago during a severe bout of vertigo. Whenever I closed my eyes, the world began to spin. There was no chance of sleep, so my brain went into verse mode.

the walls of my mind
are no longer square or plum
i'm off kilter
walking sideways against the grain
out of alignment with the right-sided world
my safe haven: stillness
where poetry flows
like a river in reverse
spilling words onto the page
scattered in a dizzying array
of possibilities
creating the abstract verse
of vertigo