Leighann Anderson Poet I do not know?

The Dove

I stand here in this abandoned
church listening to the derelict
silence of the sombre ambience.
I look out of a shattered stain-glass
window, my mind has gone blank.
The bell rings sending an eerie
chime through the dust covered
room.
My heart is racing from the 
spine-chilling fear that suddenly
floods my body.
I look once more; a white 
dove sits peacefully on the 
window sill chirping its soft
song; tranquillity from deep
within a magical heart.
The bell rings once more,
it startles me,
I turn back to peer out of the
shattered window,
the dove was made from glass.

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Wilma Neels June 8, 2011 at 6:41 AM Wow, I never anticipated the ending Leighann, brilliant piece :)

Michael Wayne May 22, 2011 at 7:17 AM I love this type of poem!!!! I just marked you as one of my favorites. Does the church building signify your distaste for organized, conventional worship and the dove a more spiritual and free religion?

Andrea Dietrich May 4, 2011 at 2:01 PM Leighann. I really like the mood this evokes. I am not too good at getting deep meanings. I guess that is another reason I dont' write much in free verse style. This seems very deep to me and I am thinking it has to do with yourself as well. Almost like the bird represents your own soul. Did I come close?