Pulse
The beat goes on
60 beats per minute
the heart exclaims
and feels good
rejoicing in life
without fear or anxiety
expressed in time and beat
the song of the heart
the rhythm of life itself
I am glad I still have
a pulse
not having one
is deadly
do not take my pulse
I want to keep it
let me feel its drumbeat
it's steady palpitation
a signal from the heart
a message meaning
there is life
and life is ever good.
Don Matthews
Sun 28th Jul 2019 12:59
Good heavens dear dk
You mean there are pulse stealers?
Looking out for beat beat beats
Are they like drug dealers?
Who then sell on to users
Thirsting extra beats?
Making loads of money while
Peddling in the streets?
Flippancy aside, I liked your poem. Just beware of pulse stealers.....