Short Bells Poems
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they ring they sing
some bang
its a can rang
you can tell
and hear it too
it talks to you
the
HOLIDAY SLIVER BELLS
Bells
Ringing
Come to me
Soul solace sound
Followers Faithful
Hearts pray for Peace
Salvation
Jesus
Love
sad bells
sad bells call the faithful – unaware they are not.
©12/22/2017
submitted to Monoku 1 - Poetry Contest
bells silent wartime...
people wait to hear them peel
announcing peace reigns
Penned July 25th 2015
they ring they sing
some ping
the reason
its love season
to share and to care
and the sick to get well
HEAR THE BELLS
basilica bells
ring-ting-a-tingling swell ~
touching cold window
11/22/2018
swell - to become distended with emotion
CHURCH BELLS
charming church bells chime
luring freedom-seeking souls
into a warm bath
9/3/2017
it here its there
world wide
street cornor side
things ring
holiday pinging
you can tell
its
SINGING
CHRISTMAS AND BELLS
I hear the sacred church bells echo from the mountain.
They cleanse and free my soul like a baptismal fountain.
What clap of wings
Burst from
Your beak
Dear origami bird
What bells of beauty
Ring out
From the
Sound of
Your sweet words
this is he season
for this reason
you show care
and you hear
its aping
a jenglin
its a holiday singing
the
BELL OR RINGING
sweet sound of cow bells
branches shaking leaves
milk residue on oak's lips
cow bells are ringing
connie pachecho
7/5/17
they ring
they sings
and ping
hads lots to say
angel comming your way
kept you from hell
the devil sell
theyer
CHRISTMAS BELLS
Toll the iron bells!
Let the knelling peals linger
in our hearts. Again! for the
many fallen loved ones. Hear
the tintinnabulation!
i hear the ring
the bell sing
for this day
for the preach to say
as we walk that way
its love not hell
as we listen to
THE BELLS
The chimes reveling above,
flush with high-spirits, considering
The dolorous toll of the bells
below, met with knowing glances
Zen loving chimes,
Our exquisite times,
Spring chickens reborn,
"Still awake?" We yawn.
Basically harmless, you see,
Dreams are fantasy.
all is not well
when
death
closes our eyes
death
comes upon us
with
unkind wings
while
it makes
the
solemn sound of bells
that
ring
angel sing
on there wings
the brids hum
some acted dumd
some drink rum
on that day
you could hear them say
out with a bing
LET THE BELL RING
AS THE NIGHT FALL
YOU HEAR THE CALL
ITS A TING
AND PING
THE SOUND
IS UP AND DOWN
ROUND TOWN
AS THE ANGEL SING
YOU
LET THE CHRISTMAS BELL RING
it come around
they ring up and down
some have cup ring
some sing
you can tell
its the holiday smell
chestnut bust shell
and
CHRISTMAS BELLS
they ring they sing
for reason
holiday day season
little boy is born
the world is torn
its comes out out a shell
mabe from a well
HEARLD THE BELLS
august breeze
rustling poplar leaves
~ outdone by church bells
Published in Bottle Rockets #41 2019
AP: 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
sunlight triggers growth
the dormant have awakened
peach trees are budding
add heavy cream to the list
Pavlov understood the drool
they sing
they ring
i can hear ting
ON CHRISTMAS DAY
you can hear them say
and the
sounds arond
town
they come above with love
not hell
THE BELLS