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Electrocardiogram

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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.

Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017

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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 Login to Reply 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 Pigeon Tart Date: 9/28/2017 8:58:00 AM Poetry flows through your veins :) a fine pen, potent. xomo! Login to Reply 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.. Login to Reply Patricia Cresswell Date: 9/28/2017 9:31:00 AM Silent One thank you.