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ANOTHER THOUGHT ON QUIET RINGING EARS

ANOTHER THOUGHT ON QUITE RINGING EARS

The ears continue
to ring out profound silence,
echoing life:
When the echoes reveal,
Wisdom and understanding?

Ringing silent ears;
let us give God thanksgiving
for echoing life:
Without the quiet ringings,
Would we be in this loud world?!

Let us be happy;
wisdom and understanding
quietly ringing out:
God speaks in so many ways:
Think of quiet ears ringing:-

Silent Ringing Ears

Silent Ringing Ears

In the silent night,
ears ring loudly to themselves:
nothing else is heard

Hiku cattle bells ringing

Cattle bells ringing
                                                u   n
                                               o           d
somewhere beyond termite m                 s—
flies h u m in the heat

A Tinnitus Ear

I hear a sound,
drum in my ear.
Of crystal droplets,
from streaming tears.
A distant murmur,
or a hissing sound.
A weeping mourner,
a heavy pound.

A sudden splash,
or a humming ring, 
when metals clash,
or glasses clink.
But the sound of words,
when they appear.
Will bring some joy,
to a tinnitus ear.

The Bells are Ringing

The bells are ringing, hear the joyous sound
For these are the days for new paths to be found
For change and breakthrough 
Ring echoes of fresh start in every heart

Miracles are abounding, all around
Where even the smallest of action, gets crowned
Favor follows every where we go
Victories, like a river, follow and flow

His favor, a shield of protection
Wrapped in a new, divine connection
When there seems to be no way
Doors open, giving access to a brighter day

For He is the Way, the Truth and the Life
The hope of glory, shining bright
Let the sound rise, a symphony of praise
For Christ in us is the hope of glory, always.

Ringing in the Bell Tower

Making bells ring and sing
Within the beating soul
Within the ringing heart
Of the community
Playing my hidden part

Making bells ring and sing
Handstroke and soon backstroke
Feeling the church’s weight
Feeling the weight of bells
In a cycle of fate

Making bells ring and sing
Playing Plain Hunt Triples
Casting away thunder
Double Canterbury
Filled with holy wonder

Making bells ring and sing
This heart is slowing down 
This ancient blood darkens
Up and down, we still ring
Behind dark red curtains

Bell rings

Ding - Dong
School - time
Door - Chime
Fog - warning
Dinner - calling
Type - writer
Fire - fighter
Bike - ride
Danger - hide!
Ding - Dong

Bells

It started in three thousand BC
When for survival, warning sounds were key
These utility communications
Building sender-receiver relations

Secular signs, religious ritual
The use of bells became habitual
Calling to worship or tolling the hours
Announcing events all from bell towers

Locating bells for pet rabbits and cats
For goats in the hills and cows on the flats
Such animals of all manner and form
Even the lead camel in a sand storm

What news of the ship in faraway seas?
Lutine strikes two as it sails on fresh breeze
Westminster must keep to the where and when
By the hour bell of the great clock, Big Ben

Times have changed, we live in this modern place
Technology seeps and invades our space 
Now digital gizmos replace the bell
All that’s left is to sound its own death knell

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2nd place in the Bells premier contest. Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues. Contest Judged 12/12/2023.

The sequel to this poem is Bell rings which you can find in my poems.

Find My Phone

I heard a ringing, it must be my phone.
So, off I ran, I was home alone.

I looked high, I looked low.
I even looked in the Freezer below.

I looked upstairs and down again.
I looked in the oven, then the trash bin.

I looked so much until it stopped ringing.
I felt so glad that I started singing.

Then I heard it start once more.
I was determined to settle the score.

The sound of the ringing was mocking me.
I could hear it, but my eyes could not see.

Was I losing it and paying the cost?
I will show you that phone who's the boss!

Hurray, I found my phone just in time.
Only to hear a telemarketer on the line

The Ringing In My Ears Never Stops

Do you know how loudly I want to proclaim
with my own small voice that

I am not yours

Ringing and Singing In Mine Soul-

Those church bells
Keep ringing in my soul, in my soul;
The angels keep singing in the choir
Louder and louder
Praising ever so higher and higher, higher

And I O’ I don’t
Oh! I won’t apologize
For them those church bells ringing in mine ears

Those church bells
Keep ringing in my soul, in my soul;
The angels keep singing in the choir
Louder and louder
Praising ever so higher and higher, higher




3/29/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Ringing Truer

A song

so good and real:

its creator, his sins,

forgiven, w/ each chord that's struck,

note wrung.

Springtime

“Springtime” 
The dark days of winter have passed
The snow gone at last.  
The cold, a memory forborne.

As the Earth awakens 
Will the meadows turn green?
Will the bluebirds sing?	 
Will the mission bells ring?   	 
Will the cherry trees bloom?
Will mankind repent,
Make way for new dreams?

Will she return to me?	

How I long to see 
The dark winter of war
Be gone.
The cherry blossoms  
Dress the DC mall.
The swallows return to 
San Juan Capistrano.

How I long to see 
The newness of it all,
The birth of a lamb,
The budding of trees,
The greening of grass.
  
It is time to seed the earth,
To shake a neighbor’s hand, 
To repair the hearts and land.

Let it rain spring 
Across this land and 
In its many hearts.

The Meadows are greening.
The Bluebirds are singing.
The Mission bells are ringing.
The Cherry trees are blooming.
It is indeed a time to celebrate.  
It is indeed a time to reflect and repair.

She returns to me 
She will return indeed 				
To the many in need. 					3/23/2022

Ringing of the Bell

I’ve seen the bell
It’s ringing
Acrid stench of chemo hell
D * O * N * E  * ! *

The knell
of
my mom
tears
S * T * I * N * G * ing!

Baldheaded friend
best
have better
return

‘cause
my mom likewise
rang
that bell extra
hard

she rang
it in victory
then
the worst day
E * V * E * R
we
live
over and over and over
again

8/30/2021

For me, it’s the ringing of the d@mn bell! Chemo was not her friend!

The Ringing of the Bell

Do you question the ringing of the bell
That sounds the passing of one known so well
We who shared our life as we grew old
And was part of our story that would unfold

For each journey will have an end
From which we cannot each amend
And the memories that come back to me
Of you the one we will not again see

So the next day will begin as it always will
And each hour will endure to the night is still
For as sure as night will follow day
You will live in my memories that remain always.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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