Wind Chime Tree

this hilltop climb
steeper than expected
slower walking an aging
canine

breathless
with each step taken
that grassy plateau nearer
dusted in overnight frosting
white winter bites hard
swallows on the tongue

sadness of four years passing
lingers on a pathway paused
to listen to the tinkle
of wind chimes carried
carried on a breeze of
swift sweeping

sweeping across our valley
weeping in remembrance of
a young vibrant life
last breath lost to youths
to a steel blade ambush
hotheads of stupidity

Olly Stevens RIP - age 13 🌹

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Keep your vibrant poems coming please.

[Sami Khalil]

Beautifully written for a sad incident that stirred our dear poet to remember and share.
I feel knifing is sadly used to take away dear lives as they do with guns in the US every day here and there.
Man can be a devil or can be an angel; our choices.

[Martiya Daman]

This poem beautifully conveys grief and remembrance. The imagery is vivid, and the emotional depth is powerful. Overall, it’s a heartfelt and moving poem, Chris. Rest in Peace, Stevens.