The bell

It pealed across my ears

I swore I could see its sound

Resonates for years

To this place I am found

Echoes off my life

Cascades across my ponds

Written in my bones

The sonnet carries on

As if the Pharro's task

Was to bury it with sand

Setting fast the sail

Never seeking land

Bought with a burden

Forever I will run

From the toll of this bell

I never should have rung

Reviews

[Liderien]

How many times have I been in this place, wishing I could close my eyes and start again, but of my own demise I fell into its clutches. I love this...very much love this.

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. oh ... this is an epic ... thou art the quintessential poet ... who else could say "I swore I could see its sound" ... and ...

"Written in my bones
The sonnet carries on"

. not sure if this is correct ... but i'm guessing this piece is an allegory ... it's amazingly beautifully written ...

[Eve]

just gorgeous Rusty, I love how you are so comfortable inside the rhyming scheme, it's never forced, I love that about your writes!