Della Perry

Gold Star - 4,907 Points (Kingswinford)

Church Bells - Poem by Della Perry

Church bells chime
I find myself cringing from the sound
The echoes of unkind memories.
Uneasiness creeps under my cool skin
Close the windows
Close my eyes.
Is it a sin? To loathe the din
of those bloody bells.
Church bells chime
I pen a rhyme
Perhaps they remind me I will soon be out of time
They remind me of my fight
To visit the house of Christ
Yet I never do.
While I write the next line
The sound has ceased
Except in my mind
It carries on its beat
A concept that won't leave me
And still they chime
I cringe.

Topic(s) of this poem: sound


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I remember the church band used to walk around the estate in the summer. I hated the sound, for some reason, unknown, it always made me frightened, as if something awful was on its way.It was the booming of the drums!

Comments about Church Bells by Della Perry

  • Bri Edwards (3/11/2016 1:35:00 PM)


    were you a young mistress of the manor or the charwoman's daughter?

    a fine poem out of fright. true? or a fantastic imagination? but it MUST be true! i read the Poet's Note, for which i thank you.

    bri :) to MyPoemList

    perhaps your childhood has driven you to help children in your adulthood. :)
    but was it just the drums et al which bothered you as a child?
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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015



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