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That Constant Beat

Signals more than you realise

By Colleen Millsteed Published 5 years ago • 1 min read
That Constant Beat
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She is the very definition of strength

A solitary creature steering clear of pain,

The vile and corrupt toxins now diluted

Undercover, hidden, flirtatious for gain.

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Trust, an unrealistic ideology

Be wary, be safe, cautious as the wind,

Fall back, take cover, listen carefully

Silently abandon hopes you’d pinned.

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Remember the days of long ago

Surreal emotions flash throughout,

That throbbing ache beats in time

Beating its own drum, ergo in doubt.

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It is expected but not reasonable

Question due diligently on cross,

Feel the answer, the honesty

Beating unnaturally at the loss.

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Listen silently, the beat is a clue

Feel the truth bubbling from below,

Fast or slow, time speeds it up

Instinct, feelings, you’ll know.

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Question, then question some more

Feel the knowledge on the breeze,

Again with the never ending ache

Truthfulness, hope or a simple tease.

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Swallow the unsavoury taste of it all

The smokescreen denying all the view,

Weeks of fishing and slaughter

For all gains set to be devalued.

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Rules are made to be broken

Snapped heartedly, not just bent,

A clue, a red flag, a subtle hint

The extra coinage now spent.

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The light and dark of opposing sides

Flicker and light up, a cued sign,

No more tiptoes, rather heavy stomps

The shock as it weaves and aligns.

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About the Creator

Colleen Millsteed

My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.

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    Written by Colleen Millsteed