Short Church Bells Ring Poems

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Christmas Bells Ring

The distant church bells ring
what will the new year bring
love, hope, and faith come too
as well as many dreams come true
for me and you  
to many and few

Linda Terrell
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Christianity

Church bells ring out calling,
   Christians awaken,
   Come in adoration.
   Choirs praise Him singing
   Carols of the story,
   Christ our Lord Redeemer,
   Creations virgin birth.
   
   12/ 28/ 2016.
Form: Verse

Precious Metals

Quicksilver how fast is she,
   How far can she run.
   Mercury he likes to be,
   Rising with the sun.

   Platinum two lovers sing,
   Party times a blast.
   Liquid gold to wedding ring,
   Church bells ring at last.

   3/ 29/ 2015.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Silent Night

Candlelight, Flickering- Spirits bright! Christmas Eve, Church bells ring- To faith, cleave! Hearts unite, As all sing- Silent Night! December 18, 2019 Contest: Have A Merry 3-Cubed Christmas Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Happier Days

Trumpets sound, the church bells ring,
The organ plays while the choir boys sing.
Everyone is trying to sing in tune,
Happiness permeates the room

Smiling faces, Heads held high,
Voices floating up in the sky
Many voices raised in praise
Trumps in prison, happier days!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Jesus's Birth

Shopping spree, Santa's sleigh, tinseled tree. Church-bells ring children play, and choirs sing. Jesus's birth Christmas day, calls for mirth. (3-Cubed) 12,20,2019 Have a Merry 3-Cubed Christmas Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
Form: Rhyme

Feelings

Poetrys not all about 
beautiful things 
Such as falling in love 
hearing church bells ring.
Pretty flowers in bloom 
the first day of spring. 
Nature's calling 
hearing song birds sing. 
Poetry can be dark 
with lots of meaning. 
It all depends 
On how the poet is feeling.
© John Read  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Cure

Will anything serve to lessen,
  the ache your heart now feels

Will providence bring a blessing,
  if before the throne you kneel

Will the pain be slave or master,
  can the church bells ring once more

Will your pulse beat ever faster,
 —if your faith provides the cure

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
Form: Rhyme

Other Angel

Did the church bells ring?

When I saw you, some Other angel,
you tilted your chin up
and raised your brow in kind. 

It must have been. 

The church bell, like a shift whistle. 
It's safe to take that drag,
only I can see you. 

The bell has rung.

Take off your wings, and walk to me. 
Pull me from this perdition,
put me to your lips. 

And drain me like that cigarette.

As Time Must Wait....

Seperated...oceans apart
standing shoreside are lonely hearts,
sunlight glisten as diamond pools
upon waves that listen to spirits woo...

Silent squalls beseeched within
dormant walls unreached in spin
church bells ring extolling time
lighthouse felling passions crime...

Unwary of quiescent state
companionless are souls to fate
at least in this world learn relate
given time to future date....

Tree Flakes

Uncontrolled tears flow endlessly 
Puddles form tornados storm
What the hell is this
Blissful times jingle rhymes
Somethings still we miss
Church bells ring 
The family sings o
Oh what a Christmas this will be
Silent nights with snow flakes we cry
Not a dry eye
Can't escape what was seen  
The miracle inside 
Our true eye
Clear glasses through we see
True faith we believe
Join hands 
When prayer in need
Pray silent 
Together we succeed
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This Silence

No more do church bells ring from lofty spire;
No more do clock chimes sing from o’er the fire;
No more do children call from treehouse fort;
No more does traffic stall with sharp report.

Dim silence has o’ertaken sea and land,
For men have now forsaken fellow man.
This silence sounds the death knell for us all;
This silence ‘round the reaper comes to call.

Let not this silence rule our heart; our mind.
Rise up with love; with peace impart mankind.
© Deb Radke  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Holding On

la vapeur monte, mon désir

A breeze brushes lightly across bare eyes
longing pools of desire penetrate 
deep into the cradle that is you
and I crave to delve

Waters drip dewing at a touch
caressing the morning air
engulfed in passion's first kiss

My lair awaits the Ravens call
to dissipate 
with nature's scent knocking
high upon your window

Hope rests in the middle
the church bells ring
my world keeps spinning
and I'm holding on  • to you
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.

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