Viv Wigley Poet Rhyme

Evening Quarters- Music To My Ears

Evening Quarters

And far away across the fields
the tolling of the iron bell
calls the faithful to their knees
to hear the softly spoken 
magic spell.
Sounding out to loneliness
soothing whispers to bereaved.
Grace confirmed by carillon
they live on, who believed.
As night call changes herald summer, echoes
summon hope
the pious soul ascending with
each pull upon the rope.
Forged in fire, tuned by blade
twelve sisters harmonise
bearing witness through the centuries
for those we've lost will rise.

'Breathe- reprise' by Pink Floyd
For contest 'music to my ears', sponsored by Silent one.

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Keith Bickerstaffe December 20, 2015 at 11:16 AM My son Evan is the Pink Floyd fan in our family... the more I think about it, the more I realize he is probably right. DSOTM must be revisited and other albums appreciated. Gilmour is a guitar genius. Keith Viv Wigley December 20, 2015 at 12:29 PM Indeedy, Keith. Not the fastest guitarist on the planet, but he himself says that he tires easily. 'Less is more'. Regards, Viv

Duke Beaufort July 28, 2015 at 6:56 PM You honor things that are forged with care and hard work. You are indeed a kind spirit. Your choice of words and range of subject matter has me bedazzled Viv Wigley July 28, 2015 at 9:38 PM Thanks, Duke. Some subjects just get one in the zone. Regards, Viv

Lee Carter July 28, 2015 at 8:50 AM Great song great write! Good luck in the contest. And thank you for visiting my poem I have always appreciate your support : ) ~lee Viv Wigley July 28, 2015 at 10:06 AM Thanks, Lee, always nice to hear from you x

Robert Lindley July 28, 2015 at 12:40 AM This my friend strikes me as an epic write. Deep, smooth, inspiring and goal reaching creative poem! A7 Viv Wigley July 28, 2015 at 1:03 AM Thanks Robert, blessings to you and yours. Regards, Viv

Andrea Dietrich July 27, 2015 at 6:57 PM wow, this is wonderful! I like the eloquent way you did your bells entry, and so elegant for Pink floyd!!! Viv Wigley July 27, 2015 at 9:16 PM Thanks Andrea,, difficult to choose a standout lyric from Pink Floyd, it was a toss-up over this one or going dark with 'sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land, plumes of smoke rise, merge into a leaden sky, man lies in dreams of green fields and rivers, wakes to a morning with no reason for waking' from 'Sorrow', which I think is immensley powerful. A great contest theme, anyway. Viv x

Jan Allison July 27, 2015 at 7:25 AM WOW Mr Viv you penned awesome lyrics here - loveeeeee pink floyd - closest I've got to seeing them is a manx cover band - pigs on the wing - they are epic! good luck in the contest:-) hugs jan xx Viv Wigley July 27, 2015 at 7:40 AM Thanks, Jan, yes, me too been a fan for many years. The opening minute's worth of 'Sorrow' at a decent volume is one of my fave starts to a track of all time. Viv x

Nette Onclaud July 27, 2015 at 6:57 AM charming me with your mellow mood and words, viv... much enjoyed, wow.. hugggs Viv Wigley July 27, 2015 at 7:23 AM Such a comment from the queen of whispered mellowness is much appreciated, love, Viv x