Poems to Perform

By Josie Whitehead

Dance Class


By Josie Whitehead

Rhythm, Rhythm, Rhythm

There’s a rhythm in your heartbeat,
    And a rhythm in your walk.
There’s throbbing in your pulse-beat
    And a cadence in your talk.

But is there metre in your poetry
    And tempo in your song?
Do your fingers click to music
   To assist your day along?

Hear the steady clippy-clopping
    Of the horses in the lane,
And the gentle rat-a-tatting
    Of the patter of the rain.

Hear the gentle tippy-tapping
   Of my fingers on these keys
For I'm writing you some poetry 
    And trying hard to please.

My telephone is ringing
    With its rhythmic ringing tone,
So I'll stop this tippy-tapping
    And must hurry to my phone!

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