Thrum
I awake to the
velvety thrum of
heartbeats rushing
in the deeps of my ears
a foreshadowing rhythm
for a day alive with possibility
Before my bones bear down
in the moments my muscles
meet the morning’s whispering light
I am not afraid or worried
not less or better than
I am velvet thrum
blood
rushing
to greet
skin
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 
love this…. xoxo
On Sat, 6 Mar 2021 at 12:41, VANESSA SHIELDS, writer wrote:
> Vanessa Shields posted: ” Thrum I awake to thevelvety thrum ofheartbeats > rushingin the deeps of my earsa foreshadowing rhythmfor a day alive with > possibility Before my bones bear downin the moments my musclesmeet the > morning’s whispering lightI am not afraid or worriednot l” >
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Oh Vanessa, This poem is about “ being alive” , and you most certainly are “ alive”
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