The unsung bell
atop the tower
of a ruined church
unchallanged by wind
mute witness to
the creeking rotting
supports which will
one day break beneath
the bells silent weight
and allow the unsung bell
a final death nell
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's a great little poem you have there Bill, a great ending to it too. Well done. Love Ernestine XXX