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
***
distant thunder
dark clouds form across the western ridge
prayers of the penitent
***
cacophony of birdsong
welcomes the dawning sun
pentecost sunday
thecourseofourseasons 
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.
Melanie
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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
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