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Electrocardiogram

electrocardiogram I heard my heart, sing its song whistle like wind gurgle, a brook red with life. even, strong it sings my life through miles tunnels dark, shallow and deep warp and weft age by fates design when I emerged from primordial time the song began.

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Darren White

Date: 9/28/2017 9:06:00 AM

oh boy, ecg.... those things i have so often :) but yours is poetical, really delicate and beautiful

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/28/2017 9:23:00 AM

Darren I know not so poetic when you have to pull off this sticky tabs ouch! Always one left in a spot out of reach. When you think about it it is one of the first parts created of our physical puzzle. It comes to represent so much of our lives. Thank you sweet poet for reading and commenting

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 9/28/2017 8:58:00 AM

Poetry flows through your veins :) a fine pen, potent. xomo!

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/28/2017 9:27:00 AM

Miss Maureen you are so good to me. Thank you is not enough but it is so early for me my brain has not kicked into gear.lol. You are welcome through my window anytime.

Silent One

Date: 9/28/2017 8:53:00 AM

This is a deep reflective write and clever title..

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/28/2017 9:31:00 AM

Silent One thank you.