Best Arrhythmia Poems

I got arrhythmia
With no biz here
Still got my heart
Who could ask for anything more!

This old heart beat 
Got new smart beat
Slow then fast beat 
Who...

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There was a time.

There was a time
When your fabled dreams
Seemed honest

A time when
Your open arms
Coated in dented silver and tainted dreams
Understood my Size 12 shoes

When...

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You used to look at me.

You glanced upon my ripened, caramel skin
With palpitated affirmations
Of your smile

Love
Friendship

Inebriated

Your titanium pupils
Illuminating across Merlot filled chalices

Another umbrella drop
Another hungry...

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I thought I saw you yesterday.
My heart assumed an unfamiliar arrhythmia mode.
True it was a humid and hectic day
and I was wearied out.

So as I...

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.
The doctor's words were very clear
Life here is short and death is near
The diagnosis was but one hurdle
    To the hope of...

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Poetic neophytes are not necessarily young.  I am 65 and have only been writing in abundance since age 62. A door opened and feelings...

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The sun in its melancholy phase
dazed swirls, sun dial spinning
Pale moon but a mere shadow
empty ball, psychedelic haze

Into the bleary copse I tread
for a twilight...

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A.E.S has done it again!

I mean, I've been sitting and thinking

Thoughts so vain, waiting. Waiting

For the bulbs to flicker then "ding"

With bright white light once...

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Mass for the instant, coffin for the hour.
Where is the strangeness lost and constancy refuges?
A flight of revelation in vague borders.
Absence, there’s so little of...

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Regardless of the ever slow and piercing passage of more than two centuries, her sapphire eyes still remain encrusted in my memory, like precious gems...

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I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly...

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Why brother, but why?
Why do you cause me 
So much heartache, rigor and pain?
Why the Xenophobia and hate?
Why brother?

When I approach you,
With contrition, you retreat...

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In the center of my chest sounds;
A pestle and mortar that pound,
With the rhythm of tudu-tudu-tudu;
In a manner that flows,
one and two and three;- breathe;
The...

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Antelope graze the savanna,
Without a care in the world,
For literal lack of imagination. 
Languishing in a morning moment,
The herd simply enjoys its munching.

Something else wafts...

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Solitude provides artistic solace; 
Freedom to behave like a rogue, 
showcase the beauty of an anomaly; 

An addiction to limelight is the anomaly; 
Creative endeavors...

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