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DIZZY

Closing curtains top of stairs,
Turning around no one there.
Head starts spinning around,
With a Herculean pull;
Telling me I want to,
Throw myself down.
My legs wouldn't move,
Stuck to the ground.
Tried to call out,
Asking for help.
Not even a murmur,
Or even a yelp.
Door handle on left,
Finger tip out of reach.
Just passed the spinning stairs,
Beckoning me down.
All things now, Spinning around.
The cold steel handle,
Managed to grasp.
Pulling myself towards it,
All things spinning to fast.
Managed to sit down,
Waiting until feeling had passed.
Went to the bedroom,
Wife waiting for me.
Looked up before she said.
"Hello darling are you
Coming to bed?".
"Yes" was all I said.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley