Vertigo Poem by Myrtle Thomas

Vertigo


I've swam in the waves of Vertigo
and wanted to downed in it's depth and force.
To escape from embodiment and have nature run it's course.
Seems the power of the tilt-a-wheel, but void of a thrilling ride.
What lies beyond this impeding wave?
Possibly another world!
A dance without a partner or music as I spin a perpetual thought.
A clumsy individual to another's eyes.
This feeling entices me to follow as it takes the lead.
I'm weakened and feel I have Rocks-In-The - Head
An embarrassing stumble and try hard not to fall.
But in the rush of the silent wave, crashing inside my head
I wonder if I let myself go, could I follow to it's ‎ end?
Now therapy in rehab to maneuver these pebbles back in place.
Than I'll resume a stature of an old lady of unbalanced grace.