the earth spins when you speak
i wonder about my weakness
why i can’t excise these
inner ear bones
that twist the world
under my feet
when your mouth opens
when your tongue glides
across your teeth
afterward, after words
i hear rushing blood
river rapids in my head
i think is it my heart
turning on a shaft
a waterwheel churning in my chest
flooding my veins
with turbulence
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The Daily Post
The Daily Prompt: Chaos
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Words and Feathers 
Absolutely beautiful. I’m so glad I found your blog through the Daily Post because I definitely see myself using one of your pieces as writing inspiration one day; your style of poetry is right up my alley.
Wow. Thank you so much. I’m glad the poem had something to say to you.
I really like the images of flooding and turbulence to describe how you feel. I hope you’re wearing a life preserver vest!
Thank you. I’m always wearing some kind of safety equipment.
It’s good you wear protection! 😉
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Well done! Bravo! *applauding enthsiastically*
You have created chaos, without once mentioning it: from the “spinning” images and inner ear connections, to the “rushing rapids” theme, to the waterwheel (spinning again), to the flooding turbulence (rushing rapids theme revisited)…
I “feel” like I’ve been on a roller coaster, but with a sense of completion (by tying those themes together at the end), that leaves me breathless and wanting to brush the hair out of my face…
What a wonderful ride! 🙂
Thank you very much.
Wow! This is Class! – Cezane