Bells
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December. 8. 2023
Bells Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Kim Rodrigues
Bells, bells, sound of bells fall now and then in my ears,
Their tone and timbre varying, sometimes singing,
Sometimes jarring, sometimes rising to a sweet crescendo.
Clanging and clashing, tinkling, and jingling
Every day I wake to the sound of the tolling of bells,
From the church steeple early in the morning,
A call to the parishioners to start their day,
In prayer and devotion to the Heavenly Father
Each toll causing varied impacts, sad or sweet.
While wedding bells ring with a sweet melody
It is with great dread that we listen to the alarm bells,
Cautioning and alerting men of some imminent danger.
As the funeral procession moves slowly down the streets,
With men treading in silence and the bells ringing a doleful tune,
Reminding us of the inescapable end waiting for each man,
A foggy pain creeps through the alleys of the mind.
Thus, the sound of bells through ages has been rolling,
Through hills and vales crossing hamlets and towns
Either whispering a sweet tale or forewarning an omen
Producing timeless echo, vibrant and resonant in the eons of time!
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2023
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