Hap
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I posted a version of this ages ago and, following a fellow poster's Middlesbrough Peom thread a few days ago, thought I'd go back to it. I think I've got into a form that I can use.
If anyone has any feedback, I'd be glad to hear it as always, Ta!
Heart Rythmn
A box hand-made for tools,
taps, dies and rules,
Rusting slowly, idly by.
Just like the child - just like the child.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
In early drinking halls,
and smoking on the walls.
Ringed eyes and pore-blackened face,
Mill's only trace – mills only trace.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Rails where nothing rolls,
crossed by roads where no one goes,
Mills and jetties standing alone.
Stone and oak bones – stone and oak bones.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Stark silhouetted cranes,
sleep as their rusty chains,
swing lazy pendulums in the sky,
Just stretching time – just stretching time.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
If anyone has any feedback, I'd be glad to hear it as always, Ta!
Heart Rythmn
A box hand-made for tools,
taps, dies and rules,
Rusting slowly, idly by.
Just like the child - just like the child.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
In early drinking halls,
and smoking on the walls.
Ringed eyes and pore-blackened face,
Mill's only trace – mills only trace.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Rails where nothing rolls,
crossed by roads where no one goes,
Mills and jetties standing alone.
Stone and oak bones – stone and oak bones.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Stark silhouetted cranes,
sleep as their rusty chains,
swing lazy pendulums in the sky,
Just stretching time – just stretching time.
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
Heart rhythm, I can feel it in my heart rhythm, heart rhythm.
Heart rhythm, can you feel it in your heart rhythm, heart rhythm?
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