Whispering My Secrets

By Peter Fifield

The Beat Goes On;

I was too entranced by the beating of your heart, to hear the meaning in your words.

Nodding my head as I continued to ignore.

I’ll just wine you and dine you, prove I’m a good fella.

But my actions are misconstrued, true love comes in A Capella.

Stripped to the core, pure and raw emotion from the heart.

Getting the message across, the truest definition of art.

So I’ll tune out the beat so I can finally hear it.

And stay fixated on your eyes and read every lyric.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Fifield
• Release date: Feb 5, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301940752

Peter Fifield

Just who is the Author named Peter Fifield: I am a father who has experienced the happiness of a relationship and the heartbreak associated with premature loss, a man full of life due to the frustrations and joys of raising two teenagers.I am an internet published author of 15 books with readers in countries as diverse as India, Japan, Great Britain, Canada and the United States of America. I am a man who questions the performance of Christianity on the part of groups professing true performance a man who questions religions demanding obedience to their beliefs without encouraging exploration of truth on the part of followers.I am a man who supports equality of opportunity, treatment, and justice for every man and women on the face of the earth. I am a seeker of knowledge that transcends the bounds of culture and religions, and the constraints of governments and self-interests. Why do I write? It comes from the heart. It pours out in the night.It is the desire to communicate feelings others may share. It comes from the recognition that life is a journey that can be shared with other travelers when communicated. It comes from the recognition that words can heal, inspire, create dreams, and also let us touch reality. But most of all they allow us to express to others what we feel in our own hearts. That is the reason we read and quote others who have expressed what we ourselves share. ~Peter Fifield

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-One Rib-

Someone once told me, years ago, that men have one less rib than women. And while I understand that this is probably a fallacy promoted by the more religious among us, I also think there’s a beauty in that. Each human (each mammal, actually) is given twelve thoracic vertebrae, and on each of these, there is a connecting point where a rib is held in place. Simple math tells us that this means each human being has twelve pairs of ribs. Imagine for a minute, regardless of the truth behind the aforementioned statement (and I am one who researched it for romantic reasons), that women do in fact carry with them one extra rib in each body. That men have not twelve pairs, but a set of twelve on one side with eleven on the other. If the female rib is said to have been taken from the male form, it does not in any way shape or form make her lesser than her predecessor, because from him she was formed and from her he will be recreated. It therein becomes a cycle, a give and take, a relationship. But that is not, as far as I see it, where the true beauty lies. If her rib has been taken from him, it means a small piece of his being is missing. It means he finds himself a little bit less for it, and she a little bit more. It means that he spends his days perhaps searching for that missing part, the last corner piece to the puzzle he’s spent as long as he can remember putting together. His life, in this way, becomes a work of art, missing an essential element, one that only another