THE EARTHQUAKE and THE POETESS

In the beginning it felt as if my body was way off balance
it took a second for me to comprehend just what was going on,
it went away as quickly as a shooting star flying across the sky
I was a tad relieved when the odd sensation was over and gone

A few minutes ticked past, then I felt it happening once again
like labor pains, a rhythmic pattern began to slowly develop,
then the fear set in, I stood still as a deer in headlights
a sense of as vines around my chest were trying to envelop

This all happened to me before, but it would come and go
like electrical impulses or little shocks to jumpstart a heart,
I was all alone, sitting at my old computer, just staring blankly
my imagination dead, had I cracked up or literally just fallen apart

We have always heard of "The Big One", the predictions of an earthquake
on the ricter scale I would rate this one to be about a hundred ten,
this must be that event surely coming to life and to truly pass
answers to the emboding questions of just what, why and when

The rumbling had finaly taken over, in full blown major force
but I felt serene, and I finally yet slowly began to unwind,
the writers block that had been on me for oh so long
was the earthquake, it was a fresh idea entering my tortured mind!