Short Dinging Poems
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he said in the pass
it words still last
he was king
but just plain
we have gain
so jump and stump
its binging dinging
out loud beyond the clouds
FREEDOM IS RINGING
Another day and wet chimes are ringing,
Whole week of rain, clouds have been bringing;
I miss our birds in the morning a-singing,
Tired of drumbeat of drops on roof dinging.
Darkness of the night extending
Countless stars far away
Bundles of worry overlapping
Waves of anxiety tangling
A wall clock dinging
The worms bustle and rustle
To join me
In a lonely and sleepless night
silver bells ringing
holly bright among the pine
merrily dinging
bringing Christmas cheer to all –
scent of the outdoors
tint-tinging clapping
etheric among the greens
happy holiday
they sing joyfully aloud –
angelic voices
ding
ding
ding
ding
ding
ding
ding
ding
eleven dings all together
I know who is dinging my phone without looking
she sends me eleven to twenty photos a day
of what she ate for breakfast
what she is fixing for lunch
her sewing room
We all have one of these in our family
Amazing! A joyful life
Bestowing special blessings,
Eschews strife,
Keeps xylophones
Very quietly dinging
In my ears.
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Strand Poetry Contest
January 26, 2022
written November 2, 2021
Bells ringing, children singing
Sounds of the season’s joys
Cash registers are dinging
Bells ringing, children singing.
Lovers are blinging; Santa’s bringing
Presents for little girls and boys
Bells ringing, children singing
Sounds of the season’s joys.
Written December 1, 2022
there is always a breakaway stem
that makes your life more colorful
the abstract art inspires you to think differently
the many different parts influences you to try different points of transit
you want to run, but the authenticity pulls you back in
via the many sudden light bulbs dinging off in your head,
now you too are a breakaway stem yearning for many a new realm
Luminaries lining stairs
Ghosts and goblins walk in pairs
Jack-o-lanterns flaming faces
Standing guard on all their places
Frantic feet on crunching leaves
Only on"All Hallows' Eve"
Doorbells dinging: bony witches
Offer treats from candy dishes
Spooky mansions: quite a sight
Haunted yearly, for one night
Staying out for just one more
Waiting breathless at the door
"Trick or Treat!" the end is near
See you all again next year
My phone dings for no reason.
I am not playing video games.
I am not trying to speak to a friend.
I am sitting in the living room
And I hear my phone dinging in the kitchen.
I pick it up and stare at it.
There are no alerts.
No messages.
No indicators at all.
I leave it in the kitchen
And it happens again and again
No rhyme or reason to it.
The new phones
have their own personality
their own mood, and their own secretive magical ways.