I place my hand upon my heart.
To feel what is inside.
At times the beat is strong.
Distinct, rhythmic, full.
Or just a quiet tap
where sadness dampens joy
to remind me that I […]
Heartbeats… love its pulsations.
Oh my goodness. I’ve been having issues with my email and I just saw your comment. Thank you very much.❤️
Beautiful! I really loved how aptly you have described the heartbeats with the emotions we go through. And so inspiring and positive as well. Lovely!
Thank you so much for your comment. I apologize for the tardy reply. I just saw it. Internet issues. ❤️
Oh, thank you so much. I appreciate your words.
Beautiful!!! This poem is so eloquent! I love your imagery and especially the different metaphors for the heart and heartbeat…”In every timber I remember”-stunning line! Well done! I hope you consider submitting this lovely poem!
Thank you very,UCD. I appreciate your words.Yes. I think this one will be submitted. I’m so sorry for the tardy delay in responding. I’ve been having issues with my email and Internet.❤️
Sorry to read of your Internet issues Lexanne. But, I am very happy to hear that yo will submit Beat…It needs to be printed, circulated and read widely! I love it!
No issues, Lexanne. Internet issues are a major problem these days with the world revolving around the web.
This is about a simple action that I wonder how many experience. Periodically I put my hand over my heart just to feelit. The poet tells us of the good reasons to do this and I think many can identify with feeling the beat.
Thank you for your kind words.
I will go back
Back to blue green water
Warm with fishies swimming by
Smooth and silky waves swirling around me
Maui, I will return
When I was a child
I was warned about “those people”
Who had long hair
Wore bell bottom jeans
Lived in communes loving freely
Smoked pot (long before it was legal)
They were called “hippies”
They were no […]
There is a fable of a strange figure,
Lit from within,
Like a firefly caught inside a bottle,
Heat rising from her skin,
Dancing her way as lantern light
For the weary traveler.
I hold my flashlight […]
I’m officially an old fart.
I have no wish to comply.
I can hear my dad rolling his eyes from the grave,
we are in-sync.
Instead I will make chocolate chip cookies.
We are never so vulnerable as when we love.
She reached for the cup the bronze one with turtles and seaweed cast in bronze it was heavy and meant to be something she didn’t understand b […]
3:20 each morning I hear your song
The beginning of my ideal day
As feet touch ground
Gratitude of what has been and what will be
My clothes gather me up
And out we go, the Bean and I
Coffee warms and […]
If the sky was covered
In hued umbrellas
Keeping me safe
Away from the rain
Could I ever
Put on my big rubber boots
Chancing a sprained ankle
Wet hair, a cold to put me in my […]
I found you spiraled around wrought iron stems.
Reaching beyond, seeking.
Verdant vines, luscious pink blossoms
calling to summer acknowledging
Gently clipped stems here and there.
Not to […]
Now a scrawny shadow cast
where aspens once stood
spreading shade, keeping space for silken webs,
peace for birds, a corner sentry.
But this altitude too low, air too dry,
an executioner’s saw […]
1. 1 large fluffy grey soft stuffy bunny
2. 1 large German Shepard mix, six years old
3. 1 running late morning
4. 1 hourly poem for 12 hours
5. 12 large cups of coffee
Mix together all ingredients […]
First, a shake
Always a shake
That familiar sound
Tiny treasures sing
My fingers pull the lid
From the tin
And run through
A playground of
Colors and hues
Glassy, some dented
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