Pulse

I enjoyed this poem.  It has a nice flow to it.  I don't get the title though.  Since it doesn't relate much to the overview of this piece.  Or is the title related in some other way?  "Sometimes I feel it.  Sometimes I want to let it go."  This piece has a great beginning.  Then it seems to skip to something else.  I wanted to be taken along with this pulse.  It is as if the poet totally drops the pulse and begins to talk about something else.  And as I continue to read this piece this pulse never comes back.  But if I totally drop the "pulse" beginning and start the poem with, "When I don't feel sorry for myself."  The poem them comes to life and I get it.  I visualize the loneliness.  The poem should end with "Is impossible sometimes."  Because the ending confuses me again.  The character in the poem is lonely and seems to want to be alone but the ending makes it seem this character is looking for a doctor "they?" everywhere which flies in the face of what I just read.  So, in my opinion, the middle is the poem.

Again, I love your honesty.

Being part of a community of poets enables us to be privy to certain dynamics that someone new might not be. For example, how the author is battling cancer and chemotherapy treatments.

You bring a fresh insight enabling us to view how one who isn't privy to personal information might interpret the poem.

Last line brings it home ......

I have a new oncologist - since going to hospital 3 times in last 2 weeks.  We will see what he does....

I hold you in my heart with hope and fight against this beast

Xo

You're a warrior, trouble8me, despite circumstance or prognosis. Your awareness will see you through this.

Thanks for the encouragement. Every day is a treasure.