wind chimes

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small sounds
twinkle in the ear
a velvet touch of
invisible fingers quietly
mingle on a weathered cheek
with sullen humid arvo sweat

bleating echoes in the wind
desiccated foliage rustles
as creaking floorboards
whisper willowed memories --
childhood's laughter rings
clarion of tomorrow fades

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Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

I absolutely love this poem. ...whispered willpower memories... dance in the wind to wind chimes singing.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Thanks Cherrie. Apologies for not getting back sooner on this review. /Freds.

[joshua deathdealer]

I really do like this.. flows well and is very melancholic. Love it!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Thanks Joshua, your feedback is much appreciated.

[Chris Shaw]

Love the tinkling of wind chimes but do prefer if they are made from bamboo. You get a soft knocking sound then. Apart from being laden with imagery, there is also much sound coming from this poem. Thank you Frederick.

Chris

[Red Brick Keshner]

Bamboo chimes are so dreamy! Like panflutes dancing in the wind. The 'twinkling' in this poem was an attempt to transcend the soundscape into the realm of light and sight. Thanks, Chris, for your wonderful words in response. Frederick.

[Jordan Deall]

Very nice! I enjoyed reading this short poem.

[Chandler Seven]

very vivid and descriptive! I enjoyed the picture this short poem painted in my head, nostalgic and very peaceful, and with the idle sound of the wind chime against the wind and the dried leaves on the ground, it is perfect!

+Chandler