Swirl

Words are trapped,
caught in web
of anxiety and fog.

Thoughts, ideas swirl,
entangled
in tightness of my chest.

Blank paper
stares back,
waiting for mind etchings…

Not caring
whether words
educate, inform or inspire.

Just breathe,
slow down the swirl,
let it gently fall on page.

Sandi Knight
© 2018