I loved the last few lines. Very lyrical and musical!dried piece of toast
An Adirondack chair,in Wyoming?How mysterious.
I love wind chimes. There's something about them that is so nolstalgic...lovely work as usual.
Good work. A nice poem. I have a friend with, I guess, twenty five or so wind chimes hanging on her front porch. Seeing her is like visiting a Hindu temple.
This piece is haunting, using the sound and the sense of hearing to create a powerful impact in a poem ~ I hear it, too.I wish you well.~ Jeques
Wind chimes are always hauntingly tuneful. Like this poem.
gautami - thanks!
Anon- Perhaps someone who's been to the Adirondacks brought the chair with them to Wyoming??
Meghan- Thanks. :) Wind chimes in Wyoming are apt to blow right off the back porch!
pepektheassassin- Twenty five would be a bit much, even for me. :) Of course the temple aspect could be nice... although my neighbors might object... Hmm...
Carla- see, I'm not always obsessed with trebuchets. :)
jeques - thank you. Hearing is so much easier to use in poetry than smell and taste... at least for me.
Just out of reach...This is a mysterious piece, lyrical and lovely!
Constance,it's hard to make a bad poem with the correct usage of "undulations" in it. I love that word. It just feels good on my tongue!So . . . come join the revolution and kick it into high gear for AprilDavid, aka Fringemonkey
tumblewords - thanks! Not quite where I want the poem, but close. :) So it may get tinkered with a bit.
David, saw your post on the Forum. I'll have to ponder the challenge a bit.
There is such a sense of longing in this piece. Windchimes have a wistfulness all of their own. This moved me.
selma - I'm glad you liked it. Windchimes can be painful to listen to also...
I love the chimes.. the sound they make... loved the poem.. esp the last few lines... musical...
aaarti - thanks! Wind chimes seem to do that to people. :)
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