faint sound of chimes
in the early morning air
call to worship
profuse blooms of honeysuckle
cascade over each fence and post
thurible of incense
dark clouds form across the western ridge
prayers of the penitent
cacophony of birdsong
welcomes the dawning sun
the gentleness swayed me, stopped me, all revved up with super-charged Flarf poetics at every stop along the dVerse trail, and then a sweet refrain at this way station; love the peace of it.
Thanks, Glenn – always appreciate when you drop by – K
sounds like a lovely morning to me…we have been enjoying the warm honeysuckle on our walks…smiles…
Exquisite! I’m so glad to have found you here on WordPress.
thanks so much, Barb – look forward to reading more from you too! K
Perfect for today.
thanks for dropping by K
Beautiful words, woven in a beautiful way. Well done.
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Thanks, Melanie! K
faint sound of chimes / in the early morning air / call to worship
Perfectly setting the mood for the poem – lovely
Wishing You Joy and Inspiration in the coming week. Thank You for All you share to brighten my days. 🙂
Sorry this reply is so late. I appreciate you kind words and I am so very happy that I can brighten your day! K