Wind Chimes
old bones
hanging from abandoned nest
clicking
in a silent breeze
corn stalks
brittle in an August heat
chafing
in torrid torture
seeds scattering
in tin roof
timpani
clothes pins
humming
on long forgotten
lines
bare branches
chattering
at each gust
of icy rain
church bell clappers
nudging
the edge
of solemn psalms
distant chimes
telling us tales
if we but
listen.
©8/19/2018
for Wind Chimes Poetry contest
sponsor – Edward Ibeh
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2018
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