Micro-poem.

Church bell breaks the silence

on a warm August day,

scattering prayers like Autumn leaves.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Lovely brevity poem Marie, I can see in my mind’ s eye a different prayer in, even in color, in each leaf that falls gently to the ground, covering it like an abstract painting full of positive notions…. What a wonderful thought and sight….
Warmly, B🌷🌷🌷

[Marie]

Dear Betty, thank you so very much for so kindly reading this little poem and for your very kind and wonderful review. Gratitude with beautiful Blessings your way, dear Betty.
Ps/ Please rest your shoulder, Betty and don't do too much too soon...

[Arundass TP]

The sound of church bells itself seems divine. Beautiful and powerful poem

[Marie]

Thank you so very much for your very kind words, dear T. P...

[Soren]

So brief yet says so much. Church bells call attention as often do prayers not just to God but to those around in earshot. Bells ring hollow as do the voices of many that pray. Some bells have a more sincere sound and are beautiful to listen too. Some would say that bells in a bell tower are closer to God as are those who pray. As for me bells can be beautiful to listen to as are some prayers but soon fade away and are forgotten. Then there is the aspect of for whom the bell tolls. Bells sound the death of one scattering leaves in Autumn, dead leaves. Along with the prayers that come with them. So much depth in such a short piece. Brilliant!

[Marie]

Thank you so very much for your wonderful review which I am indebted to you for, dear poet...

[Samuel Dickens]

Another great analogy, Marie. Tis short but makes a point.

[Thomas W Case]

You covey so much in just a few words. Tremendous.