In the Church At Semilong
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"Worshippers" takes the British English spelling in my poem.
In the church at Semilong
no more was heard the priest we had.
He had departed long ago
to a place some way from here.
His voice had timbre like a drum
and echoed, certainly,
and when he read hymn numbers out,
they had air of mystery.
"Two six four seven", he would sound,
and the "en" echoed all around.
The organ started its deep chords
and thrilled me with expectancy.
In the church at Semilong
no more is heard a priest's deep voice...
The worshippers were few who came.
To close church soon was soon the choice.
So now the church is dimly seen,
and echoes fruitlessly are sought.
In Semilong are other themes,
and hidden echoes never caught.
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12/10/2015
Contest - Where Echoes Hide
Sponsor - John Lawless
1st place win
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015
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