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The Rhythm of My Heart


I dream of idle chatter

In a bar where nothing matters

Where sweet vibrations beat

In rhythm with my feet

And laughter comes so easy

Conversations light & breezy

Like a languid summers day

Where your mind can drift away

And eyes are full of winks

And lips are full with smiles

And beer flows like nectar

As we dance in different styles:

Some without rhythm

Some without a care

Some in perfect harmony

Some with natural flair

And Bob is singing loudly

And Janis, out of tune

And everyone is hoping

That this song is over soon!

And there's touching & caressing

And later, perhaps, undressing

And the air is life itself

Not a thing left on the shelf

Until the last song slows us down

As last orders come around

And we sway in tipsy bliss

Filled with joyful reminisce


Then, we start to drift away

Into the calming dark of night

No arguments to be heard

Or those spoiling for a fight

And my wife's head rests upon

My chest as we depart

And she gently hums along

To the rhythm of my heart





◄ A Love Song (forever)

A Reflection ►


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Stephen Atkinson

Thu 4th Feb 2021 18:10

Thank you Aviva. I think it's romantic too & hopefully a little uplifting!
Unlike the morning after when my head is having a disco of its own...Thanks for the comment!

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Thu 4th Feb 2021 17:29

I think this is such a romantic piece, but I didn't want to dissect the reasons why. Anyway just to let you know that the romantic aspect comes through clearly, at least I think it does.

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Stephen Atkinson

Thu 4th Feb 2021 17:16

John, my poem refers to a Friday night. Saturday night is more or less exactly as Tom Paxton says ? And, truth be told, I'd settle for a nice buttered scone & a cuppa some days as well. ?
Thanks for the comment!

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John Coopey

Thu 4th Feb 2021 09:09

I must be one of the few people who don’t miss going down the pub. But a buttered scone in the garden centre cafe, now you’re talking. (It’s an age thing).
Lovely images, Stephen. Quite the opposite of Tom Paxton’s Saturday Night.

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Stephen Atkinson

Wed 3rd Feb 2021 12:10

Thank you for the additional Likes, Stephen G, Holden & Branwell. Much appreciated ??

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Stephen Atkinson

Tue 2nd Feb 2021 17:32

Thanks for the lovely comments & likes Julie, Keith & Jennifer. And let's hope these sort of days aren't too far away... ??
And for the likes, Aviva, J.D & Mr Po

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jennifer Malden

Tue 2nd Feb 2021 16:48

Really impressive, especially now, as unfortunately it is just a dream for the moment. Vividly presented. Jennifer

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keith jeffries

Tue 2nd Feb 2021 08:52

Stephen, one of your best and so well rhymed. It has given my day good start.


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julie callaghan

Tue 2nd Feb 2021 07:07

Strange seeing the scenes from the Isle of Man! of life as we once knew it. Lovely last verse. Thank you

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