Chimes Poems - Poems about Chimes

Chimes The nap limit per day the front porch chimes have put on me leaves a very bad taste in my mouth! Oh they’re all totally UNFAIR rules. Their rules ULTRA ache my brain! ...

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bird’s beak in stirring melody arouse silver wassail of chimes breathlessly bound to bough to bow at angst of wind reverence of two feet bird’s claws clinging to the true branch unbound bird’s praise of appraisal as Autumn leaves red and golden linger whirligig and arise surly and duly tossed to the cold cruel surface where children wait to kick and stomp throw wings God sees impervious backbone of leaves for it’s all in Fall’s fun the...

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Sun at dawn! A sight so spectacular I wake up and gaze... surreal, stunning, sensational! Ultramarine sky, a hue of crimson in the east, A red dot growing bigger and bigger turning the horizon ruby-red! Mesmerized me! A gush of lavender emotions run through my veins, How do I describe this kaleidoscopic vision! A symphony of chimes soaring from a temple...

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Zen loving chimes, Our exquisite times, Spring chickens reborn, "Still awake?" We yawn. Basically harmless, you see, Dreams are fantasy....

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Soft gentle winds Wind chimes dancing So gracefully Heavenly melodies Surrounded by eurphoria Tree leaves swinging in motion Along with the wind chimes Tranquility arises by an orchestra Narrated by soft gentle winds Captured by bliss The essence of serenity Soothing is the soul...

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"At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 40 seconds, precisely." "At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 55 seconds, precisely." Old timers like me can remember when time was voiced on the telephone when you dialed '1984'. To get the 'Speaking Clock'! or were told the time in tolls of local church bells. or the number of...

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You confused the situation by alarming the guests saying close but no cigar You always gave quaint encouragement by virtue of your factuals We sweetly sang out of tune to deflect the despondency On the chimes befalling you set the table for many guests but could ill afford the meal provided...

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Wind is blowing through the trees Bluebird, are you in the breeze? Have you come to comfort me? To soothe my lonely heart? To see Me smile because it's you? I think I hear your wingbeat through The bending of the leaves and branch In everything you have carte blanche I've made a nest for us to live You relax now, let me...

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I hear the chiming symphony of chimes, Where wind's whispers weave enchanting rhymes, Emotions dance along the musical scales, joy and pain harmonize, their fusion prevails. The melodies cascade, a blissful cascade, As chimes and wind in harmony serenade, Emotions swell, riding musical waves, The rhythm of life, its secrets it unveils. Chimes sing their song, a celestial...

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I hear the ringing music of chimes, The wind whispers turn into beautiful themes, My emotions churn with the musical scales, Joy and pain resonate with the melody’s extents. When the sunrise beams brighten the morning skies, the myriads of colorful rays brighten my eyes, In the lack of wind, the chimes wait with a trust, A wind whisper will arouse musical...

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As dark descends in silver shades of sleep Moonbeams bloom in a million drops of dew While blue winds blow and ancient willows weep The sacred song of nightfall starts anew As darkness deepens, so too do all my dreams As I kneel in prayer beneath the evening star On whispered waters, set sail on cerulean streams Hear the echo of this...

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Outside the wide window by the meadow, hang seven steel rods with metallic glow. You bind them in a row, get them designed as wind chimes, ringing the rhymes that spellbind. The southern wind blows across pleasantly, you listen joyfully its melody, that wafts merrily in the scented air, the chimes shares the ripples of gleeful...

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A vermilion-hued gorgeous dawn, wake up with cooing bird-songs - the most delightful   ...

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"Wind Chimes" No I don’t like music for my rhymes I don’t require your music, I like listening to the vacuum inside my mind wind chimes ghost percussion the haunting tinkling keys the glass slippers breaking the pieces washed away with the floating purple agapanthas on salt seaspray ashes from a fire, emptied there is no anchor to stand firm in the tears of...

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And the praying mantis is baying for an excursion to sunnier chimes The Sun goes down bored casting shadows Have you heard this one? obscene said the Minister for good taste. And the Moon wishes it was somewhere else as our sprawling vows break up like the crumbling of rocks Fortitude dear one said the purveyor never to raise again...

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