Bells,
clanging, tinkling, ringing, gonging bells.
Bells,
the chiming percussive sounds abound.
Bells,
tiny tinker bells, dark, dystopian Orwellian bells.
Bells
of glory and warning, ding-dong-ding.
Bells,
a signaling of what has passed, a harbinger
of
that which is to come.
Bells,
a pealing for what has been lost or won.
Bells,
a call to school; recess is done.
Bells,
let Freedom and Liberty ring.
Carol
of the Bells at Christmastime.
Bells,
slow and droning gongs of a funeral dirge.
Bells
from a train or fire engine in motion.
Bells
ringing the end of war.
Silver
bells, hell’s bells, jingle bells, ching-a-ling,
hear
them ring.
Bells,
signaling the opening and closing of things.
Bells,
a Sunday call to grace and a change of ways.
Bells
from the church belfry set into pendulum
motion
as Quasimodo swings from his rope
sounding
the alarm.
A
quote from John Dunne’s original poem,
No
man is an island.
Entire
of itself…
For
Whom the Bell Tolls,
It
tolls for thee
Ding-dong,
the dog barks...Someone’s at the door!
-30-
Chris
Hanch 2-6-2020
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