A Diff'rent Kind of Heart-Beat

a distich couplet

'Tis a diff'rent kind of heart-beat

When the sirens come down your street

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2024

Author's Note

Thoughts from a scary Saturday night

Reviews

[Marie]

Just reading your words made my heart race, Jim. My first thought when I hear a siren is to pray that nobody is hurt or has died, I pray if they are hurt that they will be ok. Living in town, we don't have many sirens, but when I lived in Dublin, the sirens were non-stop in the silence of night. It was either the police, the ambulance or the fire brigade. You have captured one's inevitable reaction to a siren superbly and very poetically in this succinct write, Jim. Thank you for sharing... Lovely work!

[Desert Knave]

Thank you. I live in a neighborhood with a lot of sirens, but I still get tense every time. ~Jim

[Marie]

I can understand that tension, Jim. I pray the sirens don't keep you from much needed rest and sleep, dear friend. Keep safe and well. Brightest Blessings your way...

[Amy R]

Definitely a scary moment. Short but means plenty, thanks for sharing.
-Amy

[Desert Knave]

Thanks ! Yeah, big firetruck this time. ~Jim

[Amy R]

You're welcome

[Betty Hermelee]

just returned from NYC after 7 weeks.....away from the hurricane mess...a siren about every 5 minutes, as a major hospital was nearby our apartment...when one hears that siren, one's heart jumps in...in a scary way....the other heartbeat is a feeling of love, passion, excitement, a happy one..I loved the way you contrasted and compared in this little poem which is very meaningful...
Nice work!
Warmly, B

[Desert Knave]

Thank you ! I live near a freeway and hear way too many sirens. ~Jim

[Betty Hermelee]

Got it!!!
A pleasure for sure
Warmly, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

They always make me nervous when I hear them.
Especially on MY street.
j.

[Desert Knave]

Exactly. MY street ... it always gets my full attention, especially fire trucks who engine roar always follows. Thanks ! ~Jim

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe I have met Sirens in my life. I am lucky. Raised hair on my back told me. Be careful. Nice twist of words my friend. Good morning from Michigan and thank you for sharing the entertaining poetry.
Coyote

[Desert Knave]

Thanks so much. Yes, I've met a few sirens too. ~Jim

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Jim.